Chasing dreams...

Nursing school is back in full swing. The fears have subsided, and the motivation has kicked into full gear. I (proudly) made a 90 on our first exam, which was about HIV/AIDs patients, tracheostomies, heart rhythms and dysrhythmias, EKG strips, and CAD. I did not get a single EKG strip wrong, which makes me VERY happy because it was a majority of the test. I am very relieved and feel as though this will be a routine type of grade this semester. Our instructors are excellent at lectures, and its really coming together for me. I'm usually an "on the fence" type person with my grades, so I'm very proud of my 90.... anything that is 79 or below is failing.

I had my first clinical rotation at the local hospital. I was team leader. COPD patients. Again. I am definetely not a med-surg person. I did not enjoy being a team leader, at all. I only have to do that one more time and that is later on down the road this semester. And there are not enough patients at this hospital for us to have 2 or more. Its a joke really, but I certainly don't want to be driving 2 hours like other students are having to do. I got spotted in my local hospital, which for me equals excellent time management. I should probably stop complaining about that.

Sooo.... besides the school stuff. My husband is really getting to me. He's out of control it seems. In every aspect of his life. Sitting at church the other night while studying (I don't drop my son off and leave since he's so young, I stay until his program is over, or help when I can) I really had the feeling that I should actively participate (like attend on Sundays, be involved in a ministry) and that if I will go.. he will follow, and things will change.

I also think his ADHD needs to be treated. Now. Before *I* snap.
I love him, but right now, I don't like what he does with his attitude and actions. He's not a respectable person right now. He's gotten 4 tickets in a month too. Which is insane.

I guess that's all for now.