School has been going much better. I think I aced my Math test today, and I got and 8 out of 10 on my last Anthropology essay words. I am enjoying school. I now have myself on a scheduled on what I plan to study and restudy daily.
I took my Mom grocery shopping the other day. She no longer drives, so I take her weekly or whenever she needs to go. I am a student now. Money is tight at time. I have learned that Aldi's milk tastes great, and their Honey Wheat Bread not only tastes good, but is fresher than other stores bread. My Mom refuses to buy anything at Aldi's. I had to take her to two other grocery stores, and I am thinking really?? My daugher pointed out that she is old enough to enjoy eating what she wants. Very true, and very wise daughter.
My patient I take care of in his home is in the hospital. I am sitting her now so that he does not have to be alone. No, I am not getting paid for it. I am doing it because I care. He is two years older than my boys. He is very sick and scared. The nurse here treated me like I am stupid. I know what a freaking draw sheet is.
I look around this room, and out at the nurses station. I miss working in the hospital setting. I miss starting IV's, hanging drips, talking to the families. I hope that I can and will make it through school to be an RN. I was made to do this. It feels right.
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