It’s summertime. I’ve been trying to use this little break from required learning to mindfully focus on my personal flexibility. Not physically. I’m still the potato-shaped individual you know and love. 😁 But mentally. 😌

Because, let’s face it, as a perfection-seeking neurotic, who tries to plan for every detail, large or small, I have a very hard time with a lot of things, 😬 unless I can somehow convince myself that I’ve specifically calculated and accounted for every potential eventuality in which the wheels might come off my wagon. ☝️

It’s exhausting. It’s illogical, and, as you may have noticed, it hasn’t always served me well. 😝 But it’s a carefully crafted, cherished coping mechanism I’ve honed over the years. 🤷🏻‍♀️ I’m like the toddler with her blanket. It may be 108° outside. It might not be convenient or practical. It actually may be causing more harm than good. 🥵 But try to take it and I’ll fight you. 👊🏻

Here’s the thing, though… I am well aware that no matter how much of my time, energy, and effort is devoted to making my plans, crossing each perfect ‘t’ and dotting every immaculate ‘i’… sometimes, no amount of planning or prepping, and no number of beautifully organized binders filled with color-coded tabs, fancy stickers, or pretty little lists, even when accompanied by my ever-present cat-themed caddy of assorted pens and markers, can ensure that things will go according to plan. 😭

It takes me a while to make peace with these things. And it takes a lot of intentional work and redirection. But I’m working on it and you guys have always been an extraordinary support system. 💖

So, as I’ve just learned the construction at work will be limiting our use of the elevators soon, I know you’ll understand if I just go on sabbatical and see you all around Christmas. 🙃 Love to you all. Happy Holidays! 🎅

I floated outside my unit today and met some phenomenal people, one of whom gave me some incredible advice.

We all know that in health care, {or most any industry, really} you have to be flexible. 🤷🏻‍♀️ {Even if you’re an uptight perfection-seeking nursing student. You at least need to *pretend* to be. 😝}

Things change constantly. It can be a little frustrating. Sometimes it feels like you just get used to something and “they” are ready to change it. 😩 A touch of revised policy and a dab of fresh protocol, sprinkle in some extra steps and then a hint of seemingly unnecessary details, for garnish, and Voilà! Grab a spoon an enjoy this new recipe. It’s called Workflow à la Crème. Why tho?!?! 😤🤯😭

Well, I was hanging out with my patient when her nurse came in to give her some meds. She mentioned that she would be in there for a little while if I needed a break. I declined. But I told her to let me know if I was in the way or if I could do anything to help her.

Now if you’re not in health care, you might think a med pass sounds pretty simple. But it’s actually really tedious and stressful. There are so many steps! And so much at stake. 🤯

I admitted to her that I was still intimidated by all that it entails, especially since it seems like more steps are being added all the time. 😰 She laughed and told me something that totally shifted my perspective about policies and procedures, and the constant changes in health care.

She said, “When it seems like ‘they’ take a perfectly good policy or procedure and rewrite it or over complicate it and it doesn’t even make since anymore, don’t look for a loophole or workaround. Instead, take a breath and say to yourself, ‘They must know something I don’t.’”😯

That really made me think. The previous way may have increased a risk somewhere that wasn’t blatantly obvious to most of us. Or worse, maybe it resulted in actual harm to a patient. 🥺 Perhaps the old way used supplies that have been discontinued or that aren’t available or sustainable. 🤷🏻‍♀️ Or maybe the old way was just OLD and hadn’t kept up with advancements in technology and medicine. 🤐

Whatever the reason, the point is that no one is out here making changes just for change sake. Even if I don’t always know or fully understand why, I need to remember that an immense amount of time, energy, and resources goes into each and every detail. Also, if I’m truly concerned and not just being salty and whining about personal inconvenience, I can always ask for a rationale. 🤓

So, next time you’re blindsided by some change that seems silly or unnecessary, go ahead and roll your eyes and audibly sigh if you feel the need. 😆 But afterward, just tell yourself, ‘They must know something I don’t.’ 😉

Friends, it’s midterm. We have now reached the end of the first half of second semester. 🥳 We’re halfway through our halfway point of nursing school. I know it seems early for a celebration, and while I can’t speak for all of my classmates, I’m not going to sugar-coat it. I’m struggling. 🙃

I’ve had another rough week with my trigeminal neuralgia. I was hoping it was a migraine early Wednesday morning. {Yes, I was HOPING for a migraine. The lesser of two evils. 🙃} But, it wasn’t. So, I missed clinical this week. 😔 Instead, I spent most of the day in the dark, with my face on my heating pad, praying for any hint of relief. 😣

I’m a self-proclaimed control freak. 🙋🏻‍♀️ Thus, a disorder with its own agenda is extraordinarily difficult for me. 😒 Because, despite my best efforts, it is completely out of my control. And I don’t like that… at all. 😝 I take my neuro meds, keep a journal of suspected triggers to avoid, go to all my neuro appointments, get nerve blocks periodically injected into my face, volunteer for clinical trials and experimental studies, and everything else I feel like I can possibly do, but it still comes on with no warning whenever it chooses and remains as long as it sees fit. It no longer scares or depresses me like it used to. 🧐 Now it just… well, to be blunt, it kinda pisses me off. 🤷🏻‍♀️ But I digress.

As I said before, I’m struggling. Not like the usual “I got a 92 instead of a 98” perfectionist Kimmi nonsense that you guys get tired of trying to console me about. No, I’m legitimately struggling. 🥴 Like, teetering on the brink of disaster where a few slight missteps could derail way more than just my train of thought.🙈

“But Kimmi, you were doing so well, what happened?” Nothing really “happened” per se. But second semester is really intense. It’s a WHOLE LOT of information hermetically sealed in suspiciously small, seemingly innocuous packets, that when opened, triple or quadruple in size, like those compact emergency life rafts. With each meticulous segment building on the previous. 😲

An aside, one of the reasons I chose nursing also seems to be one of the things that is making the program incredibly difficult for me. 😬 The human body and its functions and processes fascinates me. I could dedicate entire semesters {or potentially years} to a single system or organ and its disorders, and not feel that I am doing it justice in completely understanding all that I need to know. 🤯 I guess that’s why people specialize. 🤓

This is a program of regular speed and length, but since nursing encompasses so much {and since I have a tendency to fixate 🤐}, even this normal, general nursing program often feels accelerated and just as I’m finding my rhythm, it’s time to progress. It’s almost maddening. 🤪

At any rate, I pAsSeD my third exam yesterday. 🥳 Still, I was pretty bummed that I didn’t perform better. 🥺 Because I studied every chance I got. Over the last couple weeks, I lived and breathed {obsessed over?} the cardiac system. Even with my uncooperative facial nerves, I watched videos, made concept maps, read and re-read the textbook and PowerPoints, used flash cards, apps, and my study guide, and took practice quizzes. 👊🏻

When I walked in to take the exam, I was actually feeling fairly confident. Which is a strange feeling for me and I wasn’t exactly sure what it meant. 👀 I also knew I had a small insurance policy at the end of the exam. Because we haven’t reached the point where we can’t go back to questions yet. 😏 So, I had flagged like 8-10 questions I had wrestled with and eventually changed {because I still don’t trust myself 🙃}, but wanted to revisit after the last question. 🤓

Unfortunately, I didn’t realize the last question was the LAST QUESTION. 😭 So, thinking I was clicking ’next’ I hit ‘Submit’. 😨 Annnnd that was the end of that. I felt my soul leave my body. 💀 Have you ever realized you sent a text or an email to the wrong recipient at the exact moment you hit send? It was like that. 😭 I knew what happened immediately, but it was too late. My answers were final and they belonged to the interwebs, even the ones that I somehow talked myself into that were once good, strong answers, but now made absolutely no sense, needed further review, and should frankly just die by fire. 🔥 🔥 🔥

I must have sat there for another 5 minutes, mean mugging the computer, trying to intimidate it into returning my absconded exam. 🤣 Spoiler: It had the audacity to be undeterred. 😝

I finally admitted defeat and reviewed my results. 🥺 It wasn’t awful. But it wasn’t stellar, either. As per the uje, I should have left well enough alone. 🙄 The answers I changed and wanted to change back? They would have been right. 🤦🏻‍♀️ Because, of course they would’ve. Why am I always in my own way? 😐 Oh well. Here’s to better choices in the future. 🥂

Incidentally, does anyone happen to know if those fancy shock collars can be programmed to train specific behaviors out of human beings? 🤔 If so, would that be a thing one could wear to sit for the NCLEX? Asking for a friend. 🙈

Confession time: I know you guys probably thought I abandoned my blog and fell further into obscurity, introversion, and senility, as nursing school trampled me to death. 🤪 Although those things are technically not NOT true, 👀 the truth is, I didn’t post about my last exam because it was an embarrassment to me, my class, and the nursing community, as a whole. 😱 Okay, maybe that’s a bit dramatic, but it was pretty ugly. 🙈 Was it the worst grade ever? No. But it was MY worst. 😩 And don’t give me any of that “You’ll get ‘em next time. It’s only a single test. That was a learning opportunity.” crap. 😒

I appreciate the sentiment, honestly I do. 😘 But you have to understand how devastating it feels to devote so much energy and time to studying, only to find yourself rubbing your temples, drawing blank after blank, and guessing at numerous answers, while simultaneously contemplating whether some nursing credits might have any impact on the starting salary of a circus clown in today’s economy. 🤡 {Clowns really freak me out, so this is possibly the truest sign of desperation.😱}

Now, I can already hear you guys. “But if you studied, why all the guessing?” 🤔 Well, it turns out that I focused on ALL the wrong details. 🤦🏻‍♀️ Details our instructor explicitly cautioned against. 🤨 {Why am I like this?🤓} #TrustIssues

Today, I took another exam. 😬 And it was like night and day. 😲 I knew the material. No guesswork, no temple rubbing, no ‘eenie meenie miney mo,’ I actually KNEW stuff. 🤩 The things I got wrong were weird judgment calls that were right, but “not the most right” ☝🏻 and careless errors when I misread the question. 🤪 #ReadingIsFundamentalKids

While I didn’t ace it, my score drastically improved over the last exam… by aLmOsT an entire letter grade. 😃 Since I didn’t ace the exam, this might not seem especially impressive, but I feel pretty good about it. 😌

I attribute improvement to a few things. Number one: (This is a pro tip; write it down) 👉🏻 FIRST EXAMS SUCK! 😂 Seriously. 😏 You don’t know what to expect, how to prepare, or where to focus your efforts. 😳 And if you’ve had strange experience with former instructors in previous semesters, 👀 you may or may not even be sure you can trust your current instructors’ study tips, advice, or exam blueprints. 🙃

So, the first thing that helped {sometimes the ONLY thing that can help} was just taking the exam, finding out all the unknowns and learning that these instructors are actually incredibly helpful, supportive, and trustworthy. 🙌🏻 🥳

The only other thing I’ve done, and I don’t want to get all sales pitchy, but a friend turned me onto the first website I’ve found that my mushy brain really gravitates toward. 🧠 Yay for quirky mnemonics corny videos, and super vibrant study guides. 🥰

Now, if I can just stop getting things right, but not the most right ☝🏻 and actually READ THE QUESTIONS, I’ll be unstoppable! 😝

My heart is so heavy today. 😔 The air is thick with so much hatred, anger, and animosity. 💔

I realize there are extremists at both ends of the spectrum. Fortunately, as far as I can tell, 👀 those extremists do not represent my family, friends, or colleagues.

So, save for human rights that should be afforded to EVERYONE (respectfully, this is not up for debate and I’m not interested in hearing any justification you might offer arguing otherwise), I contend that in the grand scheme, a lot of the seemingly insurmountable issues that divide many of us are pretty insignificant. And at the heart of things, I truly believe we all want many of the same things; we just have slightly varied ideas of the best ways to achieve those objectives and which elected officials are best equipped to help us get there.

But with many so adamant that anyone who does not agree with 100% of their views is the enemy, I feel compelled to ask, aren’t different viewpoints much of what makes a team or a group or a UNITED NATION wonderful? The ability to help and yes, challenge one another. To bring unique life experiences and knowledge, suggesting practical ideas and potential solutions, then find ways to marry them together with perspectives generated through other people’s unique life experiences and knowledge, thus creating something so much greater and more inclusive than any single individual could have ever hoped to develop alone.

Everyone wants to be heard, yet no one wants to take a few moments to listen to or understand anyone else.

I guess I’m channeling John Lennon these days. “You may say I’m a dreamer, but I’m not the only one. I hope some day you’ll join us, and the world will be as one.”

We really need to do better, because we are all we’ve got. One nation, under God…INDIVISIBLE.💗

Ask for advice or information on anything and you’ll find no shortage of “experts” who have sourced their knowledge from Google or YouTube. Well, I’ve had a few days to reflect on my experience with nursing school thus far, and I want to share my valuable “expertise”, as well. 😁

So, I’ll see those prestigious Google degrees in the impressive fields of YouTube Sciences and Conspiracy Theorem Engineering and I’ll raise them my first semester of pandemic nursing school. 🤓

I mean, since literally no one asked, here’s what I learned from my first semester in nursing school. You’re welcome. 😌

First, your learning style, Don’t get me wrong, your learning style is just the tip of the iceberg. It’s not the ‘end all be all’ of your college career, but it can make or break your study habits. You need to know how you learn best. No, not like, “I took this Facebook quiz…” 😝 Like really take some time to ACTUALLY figure out your learning style and what it could mean for your study methods. VARK is a great {FREE} resource.

There’s nothing more frustrating than implementing all the study strategies of every successful student you can find, and still not seeing results. “Why is Suzy getting great grades by just listening to her lectures on repeat, but I’m not?” 😭 Because Suzy is an auditory learner and you’re a kinesthetic learner. You might as well place your textbook under your pillow and hope for the best. {Yes, people actually do that. No it doesn’t help. Yes, I’m sure. No, not even a little bit. The only “advantage” you’ll gain over people who actually study is a neck cramp and crankiness. And you can also get those by studying in weird positions, if you’re into that.} 🙄

A couple more things about learning styles. There is no law that says you can only have one. You know how people can speak more than one language? They can also learn with more than one style. So, don’t think something is wrong with you if you don’t fit in a single box. That just means you are more likely to learn with more than one way, which is the opposite of a problem. 😉

Conversely, being identified as as a certain type of learner is not a license to give up on something being taught a different way. It just means you might need to be creative and put in a little more effort. Believe me, I know it can feel like it’s broken or working against us. 🤪 But the human brain is an amazing thing. {Yes, I mean everyone’s.} Don’t underestimate its abilities. 🧠

Beyond learning style issues, can we talk about how no one prepared me for the amount of discussion there would be surrounding the appropriate delegation of tasks to unlicensed personnel? 😳 As uncomfortable as imagining entrusting some of my work to another person makes the control-freak perfectionist in me, I knew it was something that would come up. Still, I had no idea there was so much involved in the topic. And it absolutely never occurred to me how many variations of delegation questions would present themselves on tests. 🤯

There are 5 rights of delegation (task, circumstances, person, communication, and supervision). I have to admit, that was really overwhelming for someone whose inner voice maintains that asking for help is equivalent to being weak and/or lazy. To make this make sense, I had simplify. 🤐

First, you have to get it through your head that delegation is a crucial part of nursing. If you have a hard time allowing others to do things, here’s how I had to break it down for my stubborn self. 😛 Do you want to handle everything in mediocre fashion or a selection of crucial things in stellar fashion? Because if you try to do EVERYTHING yourself, one {or both} of these two things will happen. a.) Quality will suffer across the board. b.) Mistakes will be made. In health care, neither of these is acceptable. 👎🏻

As for test questions, for the most part, those 5 rights really come down to a couple of fundamental concepts. 🖊

1. You (the RN) will retain full responsibility for EVERYTHING you delegate. Because you are licensed, the patient’s care is your responsibility.

3. NEVER delegate M.E.A.T. 🥩 (Medications, Evaluations, Assessments, or Teaching). These are duties that legally require licensure. 🩺

So, shake your brain into submission 🧠 and remember those things and the rest will pretty much take care of itself. 😌

Now, onto another HESI/NCLEX biggie: Prioritization. We all know priorities are ABCDE (Airway, Breathing, Circulation, Disability, and Exposure.) But if you’re not careful, that can trip you up. Remember to focus on ALL the details provided, without adding any from your own imagination. 🦄 A stable asthma, COPD, or AFib patient is not a priority over a patient at immediate risk for injury or postop infection. 😉

Which brings me to my next point. Read 👏🏻 each 👏🏻 question. 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻 Now, read it again. Then, rephrase it in your own words. Rewrite it on your scratch paper, if you need to. Seriously. 🤪 I cannot tell you how many questions I’ve missed because I didn’t read the questions well enough and ThOuGhT I knew what they were asking. {Spoiler: I did not} Going through test reviews, I have felt like such an idiot. How could I have missed that? Ugh. 🤦🏻‍♀️

Another common challenge for nursing students comes in the form of medication calculations. If you’re a person who has never struggled with math, you’ll be fine. Also, I hate you. 🧐 Okay, not really, but I’m super jelly, because I tend to be very imaginative, thinking in fanciful abstract concepts. Great for creative pursuits, but for math, not so much. 🙃 But we all have our talents and it takes a combination of all of our wondrous gifts to make this world work, right? 🥰

All that to say, if you aren’t so mathematically inclined, congratulations! Your new hobby is dimensional analysis. 😂 I’m kidding, sort of. 😬 If you’re like me, and math isn’t your strongest subject, don’t let it freak you out. You don’t have to be a math prodigy to be successful. But you WILL need to put in some extra effort. Use every single resource at your disposal. We had optional math workshops and the instructor of said workshops was incredibly helpful, during and outside of the workshops, IF people reached out to her. Additionally, there are numerous really useful tutorials all over the interwebs, like this one.

You’re also certain to have some of those glorious math-minded people in your cohort and chances are, they will be more than willing to offer tips and advice. 👩🏻‍🏫

You’re not a dummy for realizing you’re in over your head and need to ask for help; knowing you’re drowning and allowing yourself to fail because you’re too proud to ask or accept available help… that’s another story. #NotSorry 🤷🏻‍♀️

My final piece of advice is that for individual assignments, a rubric is your bible. Do things EXACTLY as your rubric explicitly states. If it doesn’t specify or if it seems unclear, for the love of all that is good in this world, ASK FOR CLARIFICATION. Otherwise, you could, hypothetically speaking, spend countless weeks putting together a gorgeous presentation with perfectly attributed images, a flawless bibliography, and just the right verbiage, 😁 only to be told that your language was too sophisticated for the average layperson, even though you were presenting to fellow nursing students {whom, you would have hoped were at or above your level of comprehension}. 🤨 So, you’ll be assessed what feels like an extremely hefty 20% penalty for the assignment and you’ll be salty about it for a long time. 🧂 How long? The jury’s still out. 😒 Years, months, a few more days. We’ll just have to wait and see. 😑 I mean, we would have to wait and see. You know, if this wasn’t a completely mythical scenario I made up for emphasis. 🙃

So there you have it. Advice you never asked for from a self-proclaimed expert with no credentials and limited experience. Just like everywhere else online. Isn’t the internet wonderful? 🤣

I’m done! Well, with this semester, at least. I took my exit HESI this morning. I didn’t exactly kill it, but it didn’t kill me either. So, that’s good, right? 🤷🏻‍♀️ As things stood, I needed to achieve 29% or like a 319 on the HESI to pass the course. I did no other calculations. 😬 I just needed to know the minimum necessary to pass. I had that super fixated tunnel vision you guys know and love about me. 👀 It never even occurred to me that I could or should score much above 320 or so. #AimHighKids 😝

I actually pleasantly surprised myself. I didn’t ace it, but I made a decent 889, which equated to a 79, making my final grade for Basic Care of the Adult a solid B. 🥳 So, if you just wanted to know how I did, there you go. 🤗 If you’re craving a few more details about my experience, have a seat and read on.

It’s 2020, so of course, things at the test site started off a little sketchy and intense. 🙈 There were issues with internet connectivity, the testing password presented its own unique set of challenges, and tensions ran high for student and instructor alike, as we tried to figure out how to access the clandestine program that cloaked the key to our future. #NoPressure 🥺

We finally got in and began our assessments. And that’s when I {and a lot of my friends} suddenly realized that none of the practice exams or adaptive quizzes had been any 👏🏻 help 👏🏻 whatsoever. 👏🏻 There I was again. Taking another exam, for which I had worked incredibly hard to prepare, yet the questions and my review were on totally different planets. 😱

Other people had mentioned when we got there that the room was a little warm. I couldn’t relate. 👎🏻 My whole body suddenly felt cold and numb. I immediately KNEW I was doomed to repeat this course next semester. My goal of 29% had seemed so effortlessly attainable yesterday. But now, I was wondering if I would get a single answer right. 😢 I was deep in my own head, {a dark, dangerous place} desperately trying to decide how I would explain to everyone that, despite their support and belief in me, I was an utter failure. 😢

But then, I told myself to snap out of it and get my 💩 together. {I really need to hire someone to follow me around and smack me when I start spiraling like this. Like an emotional support slapper. I wonder if that would be covered by my insurance. 🤔} Anyhoo, I stopped panicking and reminded myself that even though this test did not cover the things I had recently reviewed, it DID cover things I had learned this semester. The questions were new and unusual, but if I took my time reading them, there was a strong possibility that I might be able to choose the correct answers and live happily ever after. 😌

My little internal pep talk helped, but I still have so many questions. How does this keep happening? How can they ALWAYS find so many new and unusual questions I never consider? Where do they come up with this stuff? Who are these writers? How might one become one of these writers? Could an amateur blog dripping with sarcasm and emojis be considered a portfolio? Are they hiring? 😂

On a loosely related note, I’d like to file a complaint.☝🏻 Because on some of these questions, ALL of the answers are obviously correct. 🤓 I’m fairly certain there must be a ‘D.) All of the Above’ answer hidden from me somewhere on my screen. 🤨 So, if someone could get me a computer programmer to address that before next semester, that’d be great. 😒

In any event, I passed my first semester of nursing school with a B in BCA, a B in Fundamentals, and an A in Pharmacology.🎉🎈🎊 Level 1 ✅ On to level 2. 👩🏻‍⚕️

I’ve been doing really well in pharmacology. I mean, I’m not like the Bobby Fischer of pharmacology, creating new medications as a hobby or anything. But with a little effort, it hasn’t been that bad. Ok, that may have been an understatement. Or a tiny inaccuracy. FINE! I’m lying out of my face hole! Happy? 😫

It has taken me a WHOLE LOT of effort. I’ve got Khan Academy and YouTube videos favorited; binders filled with printed PowerPoints, notes, and the quintessential handwritten drug cards; I’ve even stashed flash cards around the house like a squirrel storing nuts for winter. 👀

But once I got into a rhythm of how and what to study, things started to click. Which made exam days so much nicer.

Still, this exam was not my best. Have I ever told you guys how I feel about comprehensive exams? They are the devil. Don’t come at me. I said what I said. 😤 Here’s the thing. Learning the material and then doing a brain dump before moving on to the next unit is the worst thing anyone can do. You know it. I know it. The American people know it. Unfortunately, my brain has its own agenda. It retains — and purges what it wants, when it wants and I’m just along for the ride. 🙃

It remains to be seen if my brain actually retained anything this year unrelated COVID, politics, or toilet paper. 😝 But I’m doing my best.

As expected, the questions I struggled with were from earlier this semester. This raises some significant concerns for me about taking the NCLEX in what feels like a decade from now. 🙈 But I’m not going to think about that right now. 🤐

Today I made an 88. If I’ve calculated correctly, that should give me a 92 for the class, once the remaining outstanding assignments {that have been graded, but not reflected in the final calculations} are updated.

As with any award show, I’d like to close my speech by thanking God, Elsevier, and my extraordinary support system of family, friends, and fellow students for helping me make an ‘A’ in pharmacology so I can move on with life. 🙌🏻

Shout out to anyone who hasn’t been hurled from one of the cars on this emotional roller coaster you’ve been riding with me. I know it’s been hard to watch. 🙈

Today was exam 3 and we’ve already gotten our grades! I know. It was such a pleasant surprise. I’m so glad to know that Santa got my letters! 😃

I didn’t ace it, because that’s not a thing that exists in nursing school. I made an 83. 😌 I was less successful with this one than I was with the first one, BUT I worked so hard for this B. 🙌🏻 And it’s such an improvement over the 71 that almost institutionalized me on the last one. 👀

This exam covered sexually transmitted infections, male and female reproductive disorders, and transgender care. I get it. It’s not everyone’s favorite content. But it was so fascinating to me and most of it just clicked, by itself, without my usual struggle to control my brain’s focus. In fact, it came so naturally that I didn’t trust my comprehension. 😬

I mean, how could I know stuff by just reviewing it once or twice and not having to threaten to stab my brain with a Q-tip? 🤔 Not possible.

So, I’m pretty sure the things I missed were things I knew, but didn’t believe I knew. 😝 Which actually makes me feel a lot better. I really don’t mind missing things. Don’t give me that look. 🤨 It’s true! I swear. 💁🏻‍♀️ What worries me is when I don’t feel confident in my ability to take care of my future patients. And I felt really good about this material. 🧘🏻‍♂️

So, to recap… I’ve still got some work to do on fluids and electrolytes, but if there’s a concern about reproductive disorders or sexually transmitted infections, I’m your girl. 🙋🏻‍♀️

Next stop: Pharmacology final and HESI 1st semester exit exam next week.

Stay tuned… 🙃