It seems like we just had an exam in med/surg theory, but we had another today. It went even better than last week, I think. I am feeling more confident in my critical thinking skills in terms of nursing, although I've still a bit of work to go.
After the exam, we usually do a group exam to work through some questions with our peers and logic it out with each other. There were two that I had the right answer, but nobody believed me. I was quite proud to have gotten those right, because my one friend usually is right--so I'm glad I remembered correctly, although I wish I would have fought more to put my answers down on the group test.
The one I am exceptionally proud of is the antidote of Coumadin. She and I even talked about it before the test--she just took the notes wrong. I had protamine sulfate down as the antidote for heparin and low-molecular weight heparin (although it's not as strong of an antidote for the low-molecular weight stuff), and vitamin K down as the antidote for Coumadin. She had the not as strong bit for coumadin, instead of the low-molecular weight stuff. So, when we came to the question about what you should have on-hand on the unit for the Coumadin antidote, she argued for protamine sulfate, but I absolutely didn't budge on the Vitamin K. Bwahahaha!! I am obviously a gracious winner, hahaha!
Lecture today was on neuromuscular disease, which, as interesting as it is, I couldn't entirely focus on. I can't really explain why I am so tired lately--although it probably does have something to do with sleep deprivation and stress, or some combination of those. In any case, we finished up lecture about 2 hours earlier than anticipated--our professor is awesome in this way--and I got to go home for a nap.
Well, at least I intended to have a nap. I told myself that I would nap until I got a call from my boyfriend, which, on a normal day, would have given me maybe an hour or so. Well, I ended up working on other things, getting ready for clinicals the next morning. I started to get worried when I hadn't heard from him, and like any rational-minded girlfriend, called him a bunch. I then monitored the news to see if a car accident had been reported, and wondered if I should call the ER or police. In my head, I knew this was irrational--that he was likely just at work. But I hate when I don't hear from him. I finally did get a phone call at 2130, and he had just gotten in, having left his cell at home. He had an emergency case added to the case he was already working on that day, so it was a long, rough day for him. Probably didn't help to have a concerned, upset girlfriend on the phone at the end of the day.... Ooops....
Oh well -- Clinicals in the morning. It will be strange going back after a weekend off. I hope I remember everything....
Today, I am thankful for my cell phone, and in particular, the communication abilities it provides me. Without it, I would have no immediate way to get in touch with the people I love (I am without a landline, and my loved ones aren't ALWAYS at their computers).
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