Work is good. I'm learning a lot about the form and function of the STICU. I feel more comfortable with a ventilator now. I was terrified of them when I first transfered. I've had a few classes over Swanz-Gantz catheters, hemodynamics, and the various and sundry ICU-only drips. It's really facinating. I hate all the paperwork that goes along with an orientation, though. Trying to keep up on all the little check-offs is a real pain.
School's alright, though I've fallen behind a bit already. I enrolled late into an internet Gerontology course. I'm trying to get caught up on the posts and skimming the readings. Healthcare research is a so-so class. I think I'll pick up some details about research methodology that I missed in Stats, but I'm not sure how much attention I'll be able to give it. English is a total waste of my time. I have to write meaningless papers and listen to condescending lectures. The whole idea of a composition class is shady anyway. How can you tell someone how to write? Who is sitting on the throne, dictating to us how the English language is to be used? You cannot formalize language. If I want to use seimi-colons in place of commas, there is no law that says I can't. I know that in actuality we all share an unwritten standard of what is and isn't good writing, but the whole thing is so subjective. My biggest and favorite class is pathophysiology. We are reviewing all of the things we have already been taught, but more in depth. It is a lot of reading, but it is interesting.
I really want to get a lot out of school this semester. In the Associate's Program I did what I had to do to pass, but this time I want to really absorb the knowledge. I want to have a more informed practice now and be ready for graduate school in a couple of years.