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So since my last post, a little over a century ago, I mentioned that I was going back to work. Well, I have been working for Northeast GA Physicians Group, which is at part of Northeast GA Health System & Hospital, for almost a year now. Hands down, it is the BEST job I have EVER had. I actually don't mind getting up in the mornings to go, though I do walk into the office like a zombie 3 out of the 5 days of the week. I adore my boss, my co-workers are like family, and all 10 of the practice's providers (we also house neurologists, and urologists), are AMAZING. Anyway, I started as a registrar in the front office and was quickly promoted to being the surgical coordinator for 2 of our office's neurosurgeons. When not scheduling Deep Brain Stimulations, and Lumbar Fusions, I have been fortunate enough to learn nurses duties and assist the surgeons and physician assistants. All four of the nsurg providers love to teach, and I love to learn. It is all so fascinating, and having a degree in psychology has enabled me to understand many of the cases that we face.
So, about 6 months into working for NGPG, I was biten by the medical bug, and decided to take the plunge back into school. Since I can't really do much with a bachelors in psychology, other than hang it in a pretty frame on the wall, I convinced myself, along with the help of several people, that nursing is where I belong. My entire life I have told myself that I would never follow in my parent's footsteps, and become an RN. I thought it was gross. Well, here I am, waiting on my acceptance letter to the Brenau School of Nursing, where both of my parents got their RNs. I should find out by Aug. 1st. In the mean time, I have already been attending classes at Brenau, getting a few pre-reqs out of the way that I didn't have under my belt from the first go-round in school. Thank God there wasn't but a hand full that I had to take. I am proud to say that I am doing well. Actually, better than I have ever done in a scholarly setting. And the science classes I am taking aren't just a walk in the park. I passed the nursing entrance exam on the first shot, and almost have a 4.0 with the classes I have just taken. Yes, I am tooting my own horn b/c if you know me at all, school and I have never gotten along. I have always "just gotten by" if you know what I mean. I honestly believe it has to do with heart. My heart is in this 100%, unlike my first undergrad. I had changed majors too many times to count, and finally settled on psych b/c I had already been in school for an eternity. I was getting old! I just wanted OUT! It was one of those "eenie, meenie, mynie, mo" situtations. So, here I am, a student once more, but this time a very eager student. An excited one at that. I have even thought about, once completing my bachelors of science in nursing, to keep going a few more years and become a nurse anesthetist. $CHA CHING$ Thats all I have to say about that. ;)
I can't go without saying that there are many downfalls to going back to school. Yes, I am exhausted 97% of the time. Yes, I am irritable. Yes, I miss the hubs, and Cbell like a fat kid misses cake! Yes, I miss having a social life. Yes, I miss working out. Yes, I miss vacations. Yes, my day glo white skin has barely seen the sun all summer. Yes, the hubs is going on the young life sailing trip in the Bahamas in a couple weeks WITHOUT me! Who freaking misses a trip like that!!?? Yeah, that would be me. Actually I would have gone if my do or die Human A&P II professor wouldn't have told me to either drop the class, and have fun, or to take the class and stay home and pout. Well, I have been pouting ever since, and this was last semester that he told me. My friends think I am crazy. Hell, I think I am crazy. I don't think I have ever been so dedicated to anything in my life. So weird. Poor Rock has turned into Mr.Mom, bless his sweet heart! He has been so supportive, and patient with me. He lets me study when I need to, which is a lot, and has to pry Campbell off of me when I need my rest, which utterly breaks my heart. He has turned into our supper maker, and bath giver, and story time teller several nights of the week. Again, breaks my heart missing out on things like that. Though he still seems to squeeze in training for and participating in triathlons, looking all of 23 with muscles ripping through his skin, while my butt sits on the couch getting flabbier by the minute, as I run though 200 homemade flashcards of the body system of the week, as I stressfully stuff my face with the first carbohydrate that I can reach, all while complaining of all of the things above. ::take a breath Josie:: Thank Jesus for Adderall and Lexapro! Listen, I am not ashamed! If popping a couple of pills helps me get from 6am 'till midnight or later without ripping my hair out, then bring 'em on!
I have class 2 nights a week from 6p-10p at Brenau's main campus in Gainesville, and I usually don't get home until a little before 11. Other nights of the week are either spent studying or catching up on house work. Speaking of houses....NO, we STILL haven't sold this FREAKING place! We are going on what, 4 years on the market? Don't EVEN get me started! We did have a contract this past December, but the (can't say "nice" names) backed out on the last day of their contract. Actually that has happened twice! We want out SOOOOO bad that it isn't even funny. Living 30-45 minutes away from where we spend the majority of our lives can really take a toll on a person. Especially after 4 years. We are sick of the drive, and sick of getting home when it is time to go to bed. UGH! We both work in Gainesville. Brenau is in Gainesville. My parents, who keep C are in Gainesville, as well as the pre-school she is about to start going to a few times a week. There is NOTHING up here that is conducive to our lives, other than our beds, and a roof over our heads (which with all selfishness aside I am very grateful to have considering where we could be). We have severly outgrown the place. There is NO room for anything anymore. Half of the things we recieved as wedding gifts (5 years ago) are even still in freaking storage. ::can you tell I am a teensy bit bitter?:: Rock and I have even talked about wanting to try for another baby towards the end of the year. I mean where are we going to put the poor thing!? In the laundry room? Anyway, another child is a completely different subject for a completely different blog entry that isn't going to happen for a while. And yes, I will be in nursing school when and if I get preggo. Am I crazy for doing that? Probably. But I don't want my children to be a million years apart.
So, with all of this complaining and griping, am I happy? YES MA'AM I AM!! Just like one of my favorite co-workers told me. "Josie, considering all of the time we have in life, this is just a tiny blip on the spectrum. It will be over and done with before you know it." Very true, but I can still gripe. Makes me feel better. Though, I have put on my big girl panties, and I am dealing. I am just keeping my eye on the prize, and if I turn out anything like Big Fred & Kay, I will make one hell of a nurse.
Ok, so there is me right now in a nutshell. I need to go to bed and my stomach hurts, as always. I'll write about the two most important people in my life tomorrow, but don't hold it against me if it is next year. ;)
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