THIS IS HOW I FEEL RIGHT NOW:
Iiiiit iiiiiiiiiiiissss fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinished! Heeeeeeeeee haaaaaaas doooooonnnee it!!!!!!
I’m talking about Pediatrics, though. Don’t misunderstand me: as a discipline, I came to love pediatrics. So much so that I am hoping and praying that I’ll get to see kids as an FNP wherever I end up post-graduation.
But the class itself had me seriously worried I might no longer graduate with all my friends this summer. The comprehensive final went well, which has me feeling that (even though I had some major low points over the last ten weeks) in the end I really got a good handle on the content that qualifies me to take care of kids as an NP. What a great feeling.
I think I learned more in this class than I have ever learned in a class. I am so thankful for my education. The further into my program I get, the more confident I feel about being well-prepared when I graduate. And with each finished clinical, I am one step closer to literal Nurse Practitioner-dom. It’s of course exciting, but also extremely insane to think that in just over 10 months, I will be a Nurse Practitioner. Oh. Em. Gee.
Adult/Internal Medicine starts on Monday. And aside from all the time I need to spend entering the patients I’ve seen over the last 2 months in an online data log, I’m taking this weekend OFF. Savoring the lack of an exam to study for. Taking advantage of having no reading yet to catch up on. Oh, the joy.
Last night Jeremy took me on a celebratory dinner date. It was lovely. He even indulged my absolute favorite pastime by taking me to Starbucks after dinner for a Caramel Brule latte with whipped cream IN A REAL MUG. And although when we went to see Skyfall, it was SOLD OUT (oh, the heartbreak!!!!), it was truly a wonderful evening, and a lovely start to a weekend in which I am breathing easy. I feel so thankful, so blessed. One of my favorite things is already thinking back to 3 weeks ago, when I couldn’t have told you I thought I would pass this class. God is good. Didn’t I mention this before?:
“Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine according to his power that is at work within” (Eph 3:20, NIV). Glory hallelujah!
This has been the most difficult semester (quarter?) of my life. Without exaggeration, I’ve been in more danger of actually failing a class than I’ve ever been. My pediatrics clinical has been a delight, my pediatrics seminar has been great, and my peds didactic has nearly given me a stomach ulcer. I think it’s mostly the fact that squeezing a 2-year pediatric nurse practitioner program into 10 weeks (six exams, and a 10-page paper) is enough to overwhelm anyone in their right mind. And so, I’ve been losing sleep, eating junk, abandoning house duties, and living with a pit in the bottom of my stomach. I told Jeremy a couple weeks ago that if I develop a chronic illness someday, we’ll probably be able to link its origins back to this course.
Up until last week, I spent weeks full of endless hours of study only to average just below an 80% on the four exams I’d had thus far. That was bad news bears because you need to average at least an 80% on your didactic exams in order to pass your didactic, clinical, and seminar. In all of pediatrics, everything literally rides on these exams. And when 20+ hours of study yields a 79%, you begin to feel hopeless. Yikes, right?
Well last week God miraculously enabled me to get a 97% on Exam five [Jigga WHA?] which brought my class average to right around 81%. Thank you, Jesus. Passing, at last.
I’m not in the clear just yet, but I’ve been breathing a little easier for the past five days. And while I’ve been breathing like a normal person, I realized something:
The holidays are coming. Like, NEXT WEEK. And let me tell you, I just want to watch some snow fall over a hot cup of coffee. Next week the Manns come, and we’re all headed to Ohio for the annual Wynkoop family Thanksgiving festivities. What a lovely wonderful break that will be. What a glorious day it will be when peds is behind me! This will be my greatest accomplishment yet.
P.S. found that picture on flickr, as usual.
Ok, not when November ends. But after the 16th, PLEASE. For the love of Peet. Here’s what’s happening in the next 13 days:
Church, study, and family assessment paper interview tomorrow (Sunday). Clinical Monday. [MAJOR] Exam and 5 hours of class Tuesday. Clinical Wednesday. Population Assessment group Paper due Thursday. 10-page Pediatric Family Assessment paper due Friday. PREP FOR FINALS WEEK Saturday, Sunday, and Monday. Six hours of class Tuesday. Clinical Wednesday. Study my butt of Thursday. [DOUBLY MAJOR] Comprehensive Pediatrics final Friday. Oh, and also finish/turn in clinic write-ups and final evals by the end of the week.
And then Saturday, the 17th, I think I will either a) keel over and die, b) jump up and down in celebration all day long, OR c) laugh and cry and vomit all at once.
Another crazy thing. Guess when my next class starts? A week or two after finals, you’re guessing? NO. MONDAY THE 19TH.
O.M.G. WILL I MAKE IT OUT ALIVE?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!