The good news is that first semester is almost over; the bad news is that I'm getting disorganized now. I seem to have put in my best effort in the beginning, and like losing track of which week I'm in, the readings that I have fallen behind on are catching up to me.
What can I say now about the first semester of nursing school so far? Well, I like it. It's been very stressful, but the stress is good in the sense that the end result is worthwhile. I like the idea of becoming a nurse, and I like how so much of this semester has been focused on learning about how to communicate better and how to take ownership of my feelings when I talk. "When you (behaviour), I feel (emotion), and that (consequence of behaviour)."
It's also exciting to have learned how to change an occupied bed, give a bed bath, and how to take blood pressure. Admittedly, I'm not particularly good at doing these things yet since I need a lot more experience, but these are still skills which I think are pretty useful.
So, I'd say first semester is still a hit so far with me. Some students are thinking about dropping out, but that's not me. I'm still going strong. Of course, this is me talking during a nice, relaxing weekend. Perhaps if you ask me about what I think of nursing school during the week when I'm running on 6 hours or less of sleep, I'll be less inclined to give you a positive answer.
Have a great week!