I’m starting 4th semester in a few days. The last semester of nursing school. 😯 You may be wondering how it feels. Um, it feels… uh… well… it feels simultaneously exciting, astonishing, and HORRIFYING. 🙃

Are you familiar with imposter syndrome? Most days, I’m like, “How on earth did they let me get this far? I have learned ABSOLUTELY NOTHING! Is it possible that I somehow know LESS than when I started!?!? Am I losing brain mass? Should I schedule another scan? And also, what if everyone figures out I’m a fraud— a mushy, lumpy, shrinking brain fraud?” 😰

Fortunately, I also have moments of reassuring lucidity to snap me out of my fog. Someone will ask a question or I’ll be reading or watching something and suddenly I’m like, “Hey! I KNOW this.” or “OK, so we’re all just supposed to pretend that guy is intubated with an Albuterol nebulizer?”🧐

Still, it’s all very surreal and I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t terrified. 😳 It’s getting really close to graduation— and the NCLEX. 🙈 In around 6 months {depending on how long it takes to get a spot for the NCLEX AND assuming I pass on my 1st attempt 😬}, I’ll be in orientation to take my own patients… like a real, live grownup nurse. 😲

Subsequently, I just have one question… ☝️

Who signed off on that? 🤨 I’d like to schedule a meeting with them… Post-haste. Nothing too intense. I just think we should chat because I still have some concerns. 😵‍💫