Saturday, June 17, 2006

6/17/06

No word from Excelsior yet. I'm sure have two more full weeks of this to look forward to, but I obsessively drive home from work every afternoon and check the mail as if I'm expecting an admissions letter from Princeton. Stalking the mailman with what must look like hesitation marks on my arms from my sociopathic cat -- I'd fit right in back in high school now!

In the meantime, I've acquired a new CCRN review book that focuses less on nursing intervention and more on disease process. I'm doing the cardiology section right now, and it's so cute - it goes right from how many milliseconds each little box means to all kinds of wonky stuff about determining whether there's an anterior or posterior fascicular hemiblock. Thank God Tonnie Glick beat most of this stuff into my brain back in medic school. I wonder how she's doing. Tonnie was a critical care nurse back in the seventies. She began instructing when the paramedic curriculum was just beginning to be formed out of the primordial ooze. She's probably responsible for the didactic education of fifty percent of the practicing medics in the state. In spite of my lecture hall narcolepsy, I managed to get a good education from her program, and I'm grateful. She'd probably get a good chuckle out of my current academic adventures.

I was talking to one of my co-workers yesterday who is looking to start doing the Excelsior program. I printed her a copy of the course outline for the first nursing exam, in hopes that it would dispel any apprehension she had about its difficulty. She and I have similar frustrations about work right now, and I hope that she finds it as helpful as I have to have the distraction of studying during downtime.

On a side note, I bought a French press coffeemaker this week. It supposedly makes eight cups, but that's eight little catering hall thimble cups, which equals one and a half of the steins that I drink in the morning. Nonetheless, you use eight measuring spoons of grind to make the coffee, so even with my tolerance level, I am duly tweaked. That's good, because my book was putting me under at work yesterday, and I have a ton of studying to do now.


Tonnie gamely doing battle with our ignorance

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