Hell week of sorts
Dec. 14th, 2010 06:24 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
firefly124In theater, hell week is (iirc) the week before a performance opens, spent chasing down every last thing that's trying to go wrong and fix it before opening night. So, yeah, with pinning on Friday, it's a bit like that. (Personal drama: dress I ordered didn't fit and clearly would look like crap even if it did. Found an outfit yesterday that I'm less than thrilled with but will have to do.)
In college, hell week is either finals week or the "reading week" some places schedule between classes and finals, which tends to become crammed with every study group and prep workshop ever perceived. Given that we took practice NCLEX exams yesterday and now have four 8-hour days of review ahead of us, it's a bit like that too.
Good news: apparently, if that practice NCLEX had been real, I'd have passed.
Bad news: I got 100% of the pediatric questions and 75% of the OB questions wrong. And I recognized less than half the drugs that came up (seriously, where did they come up with those???), though I weaseled my way around some of the questions just from the wording. All of which is apparently typical but still annoying.
Other good news: Niece's baptism Sunday was lovely ... once we found a priest. Seems there was a major SNAFU about the time of the service. I'm admittedly rusty on scripture these days, but when Jesus said that thing about the left hand not knowing what the right was doing, I'm pretty sure He didn't mean the admin versus the priests. For all that my mother drives me insane and we have reams of Issues, I do admire her pluck. How many other 70+ year-old women, upon discovering that their granddaughter's baptism may not happen due to bureaucratic idiocy, whip out a cell phone and call the archdiocese to demand a replacement be sent out? (How many have the archdiocese on speed dial, first off?) This was not how the replacement priest was found, but I still admire her for doing it.
There is also mega fannish squeefulness, some of which I can eventually talk about but not yet, some of which I just kind of can't at all without forever linking this handle with my full legal name. I'm bummed about that part, but not enough to take the shine off the squeeage.
Working on hospital residency app #3, which was late before I started due to confusing and conflicting application info. (If they don't hire me for this, I'm tempted to suggest they hire me to edit their website so that it doesn't provide date ranges for things to happen that would require a TARDIS, a Vortex Manipulator, or a Time Turner to actually make sense.) Keeping an eye on local hospitals that don't have new grad residency programs too, but nothing really there yet. (I actually wouldn't mind being in a float pool, but I'd like a residency type orientation first, with at least a couple of weeks on each unit prior to being turned loose to float, not just a few days on each that add up to a few weeks total. That just seems like a recipe for disaster.)
All of which is to say I'm sorry I've fallen behind (again) on drabbling and commenting and such, but I hope to catch up a bit once this week is done. Hugs to those that want 'em!
In college, hell week is either finals week or the "reading week" some places schedule between classes and finals, which tends to become crammed with every study group and prep workshop ever perceived. Given that we took practice NCLEX exams yesterday and now have four 8-hour days of review ahead of us, it's a bit like that too.
Good news: apparently, if that practice NCLEX had been real, I'd have passed.
Bad news: I got 100% of the pediatric questions and 75% of the OB questions wrong. And I recognized less than half the drugs that came up (seriously, where did they come up with those???), though I weaseled my way around some of the questions just from the wording. All of which is apparently typical but still annoying.
Other good news: Niece's baptism Sunday was lovely ... once we found a priest. Seems there was a major SNAFU about the time of the service. I'm admittedly rusty on scripture these days, but when Jesus said that thing about the left hand not knowing what the right was doing, I'm pretty sure He didn't mean the admin versus the priests. For all that my mother drives me insane and we have reams of Issues, I do admire her pluck. How many other 70+ year-old women, upon discovering that their granddaughter's baptism may not happen due to bureaucratic idiocy, whip out a cell phone and call the archdiocese to demand a replacement be sent out? (How many have the archdiocese on speed dial, first off?) This was not how the replacement priest was found, but I still admire her for doing it.
There is also mega fannish squeefulness, some of which I can eventually talk about but not yet, some of which I just kind of can't at all without forever linking this handle with my full legal name. I'm bummed about that part, but not enough to take the shine off the squeeage.
Working on hospital residency app #3, which was late before I started due to confusing and conflicting application info. (If they don't hire me for this, I'm tempted to suggest they hire me to edit their website so that it doesn't provide date ranges for things to happen that would require a TARDIS, a Vortex Manipulator, or a Time Turner to actually make sense.) Keeping an eye on local hospitals that don't have new grad residency programs too, but nothing really there yet. (I actually wouldn't mind being in a float pool, but I'd like a residency type orientation first, with at least a couple of weeks on each unit prior to being turned loose to float, not just a few days on each that add up to a few weeks total. That just seems like a recipe for disaster.)
All of which is to say I'm sorry I've fallen behind (again) on drabbling and commenting and such, but I hope to catch up a bit once this week is done. Hugs to those that want 'em!
