Nothing to worry about

After my first day I was left feeling both completely knackered and euphoric, who knew a job was able to make anyone feel like that. I'm so lucky! However, getting up at 5:30 am on a weekend isn't my idea of a good one but if it means I get to do what I do it's all worth it. The team are so lovely and I was Lucky enough to have my first shift with one of the girls from my cohort so when it was quiet we would become little explorers in a HUGE alien world that is the hospital.
Anyway I caught one and that was fairly scary I knew that I was going to be hands on when my mentor asked me what size gloves I wear... That was enough to put me in a mad panic, although I am developing a skill called professionalism, which basically means panic but on the inside and smile on the outside :) that takes a bit of work to perfect!

I must not panic

So University life is near enough over for the time being, which means entering into the labour ward...

The fact that everyone says it will all be fine doesn't really make it any easier, plus having to
get out of bed a 5:30am in the morning doesn't help.
At the minute I would call my preparation for labour ward as panic revision, we've been given a session on newborn resuscitation and a bit around the stages of labour but the rest is still a bit of a blur to me! There's lots of ends that need tying and things that need doing, Thankfully I only have 3 12.5 hour shifts next week which means 4 days off :)

On the brighter side, my plant has decided to go crazy and give me some very pretty purple flowers which is nice, however my little tree isn't looking so fantastic. Not sure what I've done to upset it but it's definitely not happy.

The other day I was thinking that I'm going to have to start taking some things home with me because there is so much crap building up here that I won't be able to get it home all in one go. This is a job I am not looking forward to because it will mean that I will have to have a clear out, which is my least favourite thing to do.

One week left

 One week remaining until labour ward is tackled, I have my first shifts on the low risk ward so I will be able to get some nice low risk births in. I only have to do three shifts a week for the first 2 weeks because they are 12.5 hour shifts so although having 4 days off is lovely I still have to do three night shifts on the trot, I can only imagine my marvellous mood at the end of that.

 The revision process is well underway, the only problem is that as soon as I think I know something they throw something new at me and I’m back to square one. After my little strop about my essay I soon recovered and was back the grind of reading =_=

 This week was lovely we had a 3-day week, which is more than enough and yesterday I was left to my own devices to revise what I fancied. Today we were put through our paces with circulation of the fetus and how it changes. Safe to say my brain almost gave up, never the less I’m really enjoying module 3. It involves a hell of a lot more input that the past two modules but I can understand why.  The fear of labour ward is enough to make anyone study their asses off, so as not to look like a complete idiot when your there.

                                                                                                                   

Ps. Accidentally dyed my hair pink, that should make everyone laugh at home xx

Pass

Found out today that I passed my last assignment, which is good.
However I had to fight back a bit of disappointment as it is a LOT lower than my first graded essay and although I found it harder and spent a lot more time on it, It is still not all that higher grade,  a pass though and that's all I wanted.

Moving on another week crossed off the calender and in 15 days delivery suite is calling- Something else to stress about. The prep that I've done for the placement though is good and having my outcomes to look at means that I kind of know what I'm aiming for.
Revision for exams has commenced and everything is just bobbing along nicely so I refuse to get worked up about the essay score, It's a pass, it's what I needed and I got it. So don't have any reason to complain.

Ps. Father could you please send me a picture of our new pond/swamp, sounds like an interesting project to be starting in the middle of our wettest drought in history.
A picture of ginger puss would be appreciated to :)