Work Hard

This weekend held the last allowable slacking moments for the remaining semester. Now it’s time to be serious or quit; and I don’t want to quit.

Clinicals start this week, and there is so much to do before those hours collide with me. I was originally upset with my Friday/Saturday clinical schedule, but over the summer I was able to grow used to the idea. Thankfully, these hours will only last a month or so, then change again.

I did work this weekend, but I now have to cut my hours down further. I have been working nights and days in the same week. A large number of scrub wearers do this. Who knows what the physiological effects are, or what the taxation on the mind is? Although I can’t pinpoint it, I know I haven’t been immune to this taxation. I love my job, my coworkers, and my patients, but I want out. I want to move on; and having my RN would mean that I could. I like change, and challenge. I also like mundain, and laid back too though…. I am in search of a balance, just like the rest of the wobbly 2 legged creatures.

Maybe my mind is more naturally divided than most. I start reading new material and think to myself, “what am I doing???” “Am I crazy??”, but when I understand the concept or remember something new, it gives me a huge sense of accomplishment, and much needed encouragement. Wouldn’t it be nice to save lives, and know what you’re doing? Can I be that smart? In my mind I hear “Study to show thyself approved.” I know, most of the time, “talent is 2% gift, and 98% hard work”.

-Hard work