Saying Goodbye to Semester Two
I’m finally in the home
stretch of my semester. The last month has felt like a long marathon of
examinations that culminated this past week in HESI exams for Assessment and
Maternity, my Assessment Practicum, and my final Maternity Clinical. Now, all I
have left is finals, and then I’ll get to take some much needed time off from
For one week.
Then I’ll be returning
for the summer session to take Pharmacology (eek!) and Care of Older Adults.
I’m told by many that this coming semester is a toughie, and I’m not going to
lie, that’s got me a little nervous. I already thought Maternity and Assessment
were challenging enough.
But I don’t want to get
too far ahead of myself. Right now, I’m all about evaluating where I’m at in
these two classes. With Assessment, I’m feeling pretty good. I definitely need
to get a better grasp on lung sounds, implementation of book knowledge, and a
so forth, but in general, I’m feeling confident about my ability to
successfully assess patients.
Maternity’s a different
bag. I’m doing pretty well in my class and didn’t completely embarrass myself
on the HESI, but for much of this stuff, I feel kind of lost. On the plus side,
Maternity is not an area of nursing I’m interested in pursuing, and I managed
to get through it with decent marks; nevertheless, I’d prefer to be owning the
I will say that my
clinical experience has been great. I loved all my postpartum moms and thought
NICU was really interesting. Unfortunately, throughout the semester, I didn’t
get much experience with labor and delivery because there just wasn’t much
going on when my group was there. However, I did get lucky on my last day when
I was presented with the opportunity to observe a C-section.
The procedure was the
first surgery I’d ever witnessed in person, and it was pretty mind-blowing.
Watching the doctors cut through the abdomen, seeing the fascia in a human that
I had become so familiar with in cats – it was all so surreal. When they went
into the uterus and popped the amniotic sac, I couldn’t believe how much amniotic
fluid and blood rushed out (it was then I finally noticed the clever bag
apparatus rigged to catch the tremendous amount of fluid that eluded
suctioning). And then, bam, the baby just appeared. Shortly after, there was
the placenta. And it was all there and real right in front of my eyes.
It’s something I won’t
soon forget, and I feel very fortunate I was able to squeak such an experience
under the wire right before the semester ended. I’ve had a lot of ups and downs
this semester, and although my grades are good, they are the worst I’ve had yet
in nursing school. That’s got me bummed, but I do feel far more competent,
experienced and knowledgeable, and so, all in all, I think I’m in a pretty good
place two semesters into my nursing program.