I'll see you in the ICU!

33 days left

not that I'm counting...heh.

Ok, what's new...let's see.

Oh yeah, I took and passed my ACLS course (Yay!)
I was completely sure I was going to pass out, or fail or something because Crista hadn't passed the hands-on bit. But the instructor I had was awesome, and I think he pitched me a nice easy one, like he knew I was going to be a girl about it and faint dead away. He said he didn't, but I dunno...I still think I got pretty lucky with the scenario he gave me.

So, I have been on a 3 day stoke, to put it in surfing terms.

I told all my friends here about the course, and to ask for this instructor. Of course, some of these poor wankers will wait until they're working so the hospital can foot the bill. Bitches, we're already $70K in debt...what's another $300?

Anyway, it's on my resume. Now I have to pass that damned NCLEX...then the CCRN...then get into the anesthesia program in the Bay Area so I don't have to come back out here....

It's funny, though. Now that I'm done with the didactic portion of this crazy course, I don't mind New York as much as I once did. I think I was loathing it pretty whole-heartedly. Now, well...it's not San Fran, but maybe there's some stuff I can see/do here before I leave it that might take the rotten taste out.

Last night, I went out to dinner with a friend, and had some really decent sushi. Of course, it cost about 4 times what my favorite sushi place back home charges...but that's the real estate I guess. We were on the water, in Jersey, looking back at Manhattan, and it was very interesting to even be that far away from it...I sorta missed it in some odd way.

Don't get me wrong, I still hate it.

But you know...just for a moment, the whole year flashed before me. Last May, I was worried about passing physics, and bothering Steve every morning about the assignments and homework. I was cramming my last Chem class ever and worried about not getting an A...I was worried about being away for a whole year...thinking about my health, how was the weather going to effect me? How was not having a car going to effect me...that sort of thing.

Now with 33 days left on the clock, I'm looking back and thinking, maybe it wasn't that bad. Maybe there's time to have a litte fun before I leave; see some museums, sight see, that sort of thing.

I'm not thinking about San Fran yet. If I do, I'll go crazy. I'm focusing on things like Balloon pumps, and implanted pacemakers, and cardioversion, and that kind of stuff. I still have my preceptor to worry about (she's sort of taken a turn and seems to not like me so much, anymore...I've no idea what's happened to change her demeanor)

Meh.
33 days.

posted by sketchmonkey @ 8:04 PM