#i take my NCLEX tomorrow!!!

[teainkstudies]

one day, two cafes, and a whole lot of studying 🤍

[milakunizs]

Have I been procrastinating on studying? Yes. Do I need the deadline to look very approachable for me to get the motivation? Absolutely yes. Is the deadline approaching? Yes. Are my stress levels high? Yes, yes, yes! Why do I continue to do this to myself? I don’t know.

[theboardwalkbody]

So I think I forgot to say:

I passed the final exam (that was Tuesday) for nursing 4!!! I am about to upgrade from LPN to RN!!! It still doesn't feel quite real. 😅

I think I should be proud, but it's an interesting mix of feelings right now. I think once the surreality wears off then I'll be proud. I know these last few months have been a struggle and I'm so glad to finally see the light at the end of the tunnel.

Now we enter the last portion of the semester, Professional Roles. Four weeks of preceptorship (where I was able to get a preceptor for Postpartum!!) combined with multiple weekly assignments so it's going to be busy but at least by Christmas Eve I will be completely finished. I also feel like I'll be able to breathe a bit better since the exam portion is done.

Towards the end of December they're also going to walk us through how to register to take the NCLEX. Hopefully they'll have appointments for January because I'd love to take it and get my license in ASAP.

I am both nervous and excited for the last stretch! We had orientation for our final 4 weeks today and tomorrow morning is day 1 of 8 twelve and a half hour preceptorship shifts.

[theglowstickchronicles]

I'm suffering from one of the worst post-shift hangovers I've ever had. Just worked 3 in a row, all 3 with my new grad orientee, and I feel like I could literally sleep all day. Physically exhausted because, you know, nursing. Mentally exhausted because my orientee is so kind but so far behind where they should be, I quite literally have no idea how they passed their NCLEX with the lack of knowledge. Shame on this local nursing school for providing such poor clinicals. Also mentally exhausted because so many of my other, experienced coworkers are so freakin needy and... lazy? I don't know the right term for this: taking dangerous short cuts to save time and not realizing / understanding why these short cuts are so dangerous. And then being useless when things go wrong because they don't understand that their actions put this patient in harm's way.

Also, lol, looking back I never posted about this but at my January 4th neurology appointment my neurologist agreed to a 4-week vacation from the diamox. I go back on Friday to have an extensive exam and see what's what. Based on my headaches I'll need to go back on the diamox, but 4 weeks of 75% less nausea, more energy, and the ability to drink carbonated things has been very nice.

Today is day 1 in a stretch of 5 days off, and when I go back Saturday I don't have an orientee, which will be a nice reprieve. And my new walking pad (happy birthday to me) will be here TOMORROW, a day EARLY!

I'm ready for spring. I'm sick of overcast cold days. If it's not going to be cold and snowy and pretty, I want spring, dammit! I've only had to shovel once this whole winter and it's weird.

[janeblr]

Today was the last day of my LPN program. Pinning is tomorrow, I take the NCLEX in a few weeks, and then I will be a nurse!!!!!!

AH I gotta start saving up to go back for my ASN next summer. trying to advance my education as much as possible as fast as possible so I don’t lose momentum.

[amlao]

Day 231 of Being Single for the First Second Time in My Adult Life

I take the NCLEX tomorrow and am in full-on freak-out mode.

Every time I’m at work, I’m tackling learning a bajillion new things on the fly while caring for critically ill people.

And a doctor I’ve made friendly conversation with via text but have spoken all of three words to in person has sent me both a ‘good morning’ AND ‘goodnight,’ text today without me responding at all.

What in the entire fuck is going on.

[bepatientandpersistent]

I should be working on this math for meds practice for our exam at orientation tomorrow, but instead I'm perusing Tumblr and thinking about how good today was and how excited I am for the next few months. I am beyond ecstatic but also nervous AF to be in my last semester of nursing school! Today we talked about our pinning and NCLEX prep and how some things will go this semester. In just 2 short months we will start filling out paperwork to be able to take the nclex. I can actually start applying for jobs any time now. There are two openings in the department I want to work in at the hospital I want! I know I need to apply for them asap before they are filed by other students in my class who are also interested.

Tomorrow I'm going to play bingo with one of my classmates, her mom, and my mom. I'm pretty excited to meet new people and play bingo. I have clinical orientation in the morning as well. Thursday I have to work in the evening, and Friday I have class again. At least my weeks will be busy and these next 16 will fly by and then it will be GRADUATION TIME! 121 more days 😁😁😁

[cravethesky]

send me good vibes this week guys, because i’m gonna need them! 🙃🙃

[kyhibit]

Appeal

I have decided to appeal my insurance. I am normally not the kind of person to do so, but I still have not been to therapy and it is taking a large toll on me mentally. I have even included scholarly articles in order to back up my stance as to why my insurance should cover my telehealth sessions.

I was able to get 8 free sessions through my job's EAP, but no therapist is currently taking new clients. Every place I called that my EAP referred me to is either booked out for 4-6 weeks, or completely not taking anyone new at all.

Yesterday was the two year anniversary of my childhood friend passing away. I had a dream about them the night before and they were as happy as ever. I wonder if they are proud of me and I would do anything to hug them one last time.

Tomorrow it will be a year since I passed my NCLEX and became a nurse during a pandemic. There are days where I feel like I am doing so well at work, but then I hear my coworkers talking about others and I can't help but think, "Do they talk like that about me?".

I feel like I have lost the sense of who I am and I am just wandering through life right now. A year ago I was just starting to discover who I was since I had just been diagnosed with DPD, and I already lost who that was. I loved who I was becoming a year ago. She loved coffeeshops, academia, reading, guinea pigs and wanted to travel. Now I just want to stay in bed all day and rest.

I wasn't like this while I was in therapy. This is the only reason I am appealing.

[ofaclassicalmind]

Writer Thoughts

When I have time to write, I don’t always do it. I sit here, finish a twenty-page chapter, upload it, receive loads of love, and yet am always afraid to start the next chapter. Nursing school means I have to budget my time so that I can sleep, eat, spend time with my loved ones, and do the things that make me happy. If I make time for it, though, why haven’t I been doing it as much?

Tomorrow is my final exam for Mental Health class, and I’ve had a fairly easy go of it this week. I’m making an A in the class, I’m ‘on track’ to pass the NCLEX next April, and am currently at the highest proficiency level for the licensure exam. Of all the times to write, this week would have been it.

So, why was I hesitant to start my next chapter? Why did I choose to nap, or cuddle my cat, or FaceTime my boyfriend instead?

These were all questions I asked myself, and as I stood outside an hour ago and began the next chapter of Symbiosis, I realized very quickly why I do put off writing now and then:

It’s tough as shit to stop once I get going.

I end up absorbed in the story, tying my ends together as I steadily approach my conclusion, and it’s all I can do to take a breath and realize that other things also need my attention.

My next round of classes starts Tuesday, and this ten-week period is lauded to be the most difficult portion of our program by all the students that came before us. It will be more important than ever that I manage my time well, and leave periods here and there to write. With how much I write in one sitting, however, I realize this is going to be a challenge.

Hopefully I’ll have another chapter for you to read by the end of next week, with no school between tomorrow and Tuesday. Hopefully I’ll be able to continue writing during the summer.

All of this to say: Thank you to everyone who is reading the story, enjoying the story, and showing me patience as I continue to write. This thing is my baby, and sharing it with you all is the icing on the cake. To those of you waiting to read it when it’s finished, you the real MVP.

[danniirene]

10 years ago today

I’ve been struggling to write this for 10 years. I’ve been struggling trying to figure out the words to make another person get what happened to me and what is still happening. A piece of understanding is what I would love for someone to have after reading this. Not just sympathy, but actual empathy. They say that only other TBI patients could understand that experience. I wish there was a way in which I could articulate a TBI experience so someone else gets it. Sure, a lot of people can read what technically happened to my brain. There were lots of people who saw me there at various points in my hospitalization and recovery. But they don’t know...they don’t know the lowest of low points that I experienced and am still experiencing. Some people won’t care...but at least I’ll try. God gave me this obstacle for a reason...so I’ve got to do something with it. 

I don’t remember anything for the next three weeks. The stories I’ve heard are pretty horrible. I started “waking up” about the 28th of the month. I didn’t know who I was or what I was doing except for what people told me. That’s all I had so I believed them. I had memories of my previous life’s childhood. I remembered the people I worked with but not my job. I knew my family. My mind was very spotty. I had a lot of blanks. A lot of those blanks are still there. 

After having a TBI, one of the main things you hear from other TBI victims is about how many people leave the life of that victim. It’s like everyone just vanishes. There are a lot of friends and family that can’t deal with all of the changes that happens to that person and so they are dropped. It is true. I have had many many many friends and family leave me, or the opposite, I have left them. People don’t realize what it takes to restart your brain, to have to relearn every single thing that you at one point knew how to do. This is the definition of a complete mind-fuck. It’s not an excuse. There were plenty of those instances where I can look back and know that I was in the wrong and that if it were the other way around, I’d have left too. It is just a fact of the process. There aren’t too many people out there that are willing to stick through all of that with a person struggling against their own brain. It sucks because a lot of those friends/family members were good to me, I thought we were really close. But, *shrugs my shoulders*, didn’t work out, I guess. 

One of the points that I wish I could get to show people is how I see the world. My memories, meaning what happened yesterday, are completely different to me. They are foggy...I can remember what I did (sometimes with help), who I was with, and the vision in my mind’s eye is fine. I can remember details of certain things if I specifically paid attention to whatever that was. However, the whole vision is remembered through a narrow telescope, with everything around the central character in that vision being blurry. Another facet of my TBI that I recently figured out how to describe to people: my world is 2-dimensional. There are no curves to the person coming towards me. That person may as well be a cardboard cutout like the life sized ones at the movie theater. I know that I can hug a person, touch a person, but my vision doesn’t acknowledge the space that a person or thing is taking up just by looking at it. It’s weird because I can see a shelf and know how much can go on it, it’s just my memory of it isn’t real. 

I don’t get excited over things ahead of time. While things are happening, I may be excited depending on if I have time to be, but that is rare. I graduated nursing school. I wasn’t “excited” about it. It was just the next thing in my life that I had to do. That’s how it goes. What’s the next thing on my list? What do I have to do today? One of those days it was like, “Today, I take a test.” That test let me get pinned which was what was on my list for April 24; “Today, I get pinned from nursing school.” I had “taking the NCLEX” on my list for July 8 and 9, therefore “stress about NCLEX” was on my list for the next 3 days until I learned I passed. I passed, and it was a huge relief, but the feeling was still kinda blunted. It was like, “okay, what’s going on tomorrow?” Next! 

Life with a TBI is exhausting. There are a million and one new emotions that have come about since that accident. No one knows what goes through my mind or how my mind works.(Hell, I have a hard time with it.) If I can somehow make others try to make sense of it, maybe I won’t feel so lonely. Maybe somehow I can break down a wall so that in general, TBI victims don’t feel so isolated. Maybe I can figure out how to make people understand, so maybe we won’t lose so many people from our lives. 

I know that my struggle isn’t over yet. 10 years down the drain...lots of lessons; lots of people leave, me leaving lots of people, getting fired, debilitating loneliness, getting through school, and then nursing school, meeting the love of my life and dealing with the craziness of his family, complete emotional instability, dealing with a constant low-to-non-existent self esteem, multiple antidepressant prescriptions, suicidal thoughts, getting back into the church, moving out, my animals dying, people dying, meeting tons of new people (most of which are gone), living into my 30s, among many many many more things. I still to this day wake up every day wondering what the point is, what is my point. It’s a constant battle which I plan to win because I have God on my side. But, hopefully in the meantime I can make it a little easier for someone else by spreading some awareness. *shrugs my shoulders* I’ll give it a try. 

[lamptracker]

Mom I love you, therefore I kindly request that yoh make another (yes, another) boxer!tom x nurse student!reader, maybe in this one they’re planning their wedding?

“Wow,” you say as you thumb through yet another bridal magazine. “This shit is expensive.”

“How expensive could it be?”

You shrug. “Well, there’s my dress. Wedding dresses run several hundred dollars. Then there’s bridesmaids’ dresses, tux rental for you and your groomsmen, ministers’ fees, flowers, the reception. It’s all... it’s a lot of money for just one day.”

Tom’s eyes grow wide. “I hadn’t considered all that.”

“Plus, if I get a job as a nurse, they’re not going to want to work around any days off I might want. And most of your matches are on Saturdays. I... maybe we should wait a couple of years to get married.”

Tom frowns slightly. He doesn’t really care about a fancy wedding, relatives he hasn’t seen in years, anything like that. All he cares about is you. His biggest dream is to be your husband, to take care of you and support you in your career while you support his. He wants to have a home with you, a family. He just wants to have a life with you.

So, he comes up with a solution:

“Or,” he says, snatching the magazine out of your hand and tossing it to the side, “we could just elope.”

“Elope?”

“Sure. I don’t care how we get married. I don’t care if we have an expensive catered banquet or if we stop for McDonald’s after. I don’t care if you’re wearing a big, fancy dress or shorts and flip-flops. I just want to be married. To you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you, and I certainly don’t want to go into debt over a party. So... we elope.”

You ponder it for a moment. Your family would kill you. But, truth be told, they aren’t wild about you being with a boxer to begin with. So...

“Let’s do it. Let’s get married.” You smile at him, grasping his hand in both of yours. “We could go to the courthouse tomorrow.”

“Sounds like a plan, love.” Tom reaches up to cup your face with his other hand, kissing you softly. “I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you.”

“Me either, Tom. And to pass my NCLEX, and get a real job, and...”

Tom laughs. “One thing at a time, love, eh?”

[sassy-losechester]

I’m a hot mess right now. I’m taking my NCLEX tomorrow and I need to not be so hard on myself, and not stress. BUT I JUST CANT STOP FREAKING OUT

[nightmarebcrn-archives]

I take NCLEX tomorrow. Gonna spend today psyching myself up.

Mutuals like for my discord.

[harpers-tartarus]

Hiii!!! Any advice about the nclex??? Im taking mine tomorrow and trying not to freak out. I feel so underprepared even though ive been studying for like the last month. A lot of people I know said they left feeling like they failed and ended up passing. I just feel like im going to get to question 265 and then fail.

Best of luck!

Take your time, read over the questions carefully and make sure not to skim! You aren’t going to know everything on the exam, that would be impossible, but if you can figure out which answers are totally wrong then you can at least narrow your options down! I think I only outright guessed on one question that was a completely insane math problem. Mine shut off at 81 and the first thing I did when I got home was do the Pearson Vue Trick, and even though I got the good popup, I still freaked out for 2 days.

We all freak out, no worries. My best friend took the NCLEX in the middle of June and thought she failed, even though she’s incredibly smart. You have six hours, you can have breaks, just

[rusticromance]

Hii! Any advice for the nclex??? Im taking mine tomorrow morning and trying not to freak out! Ive studied for about a month but still feel underprepared. A lot of people I know took it and passed but thought they failed and I have a feeling Im going to leave the exam thinking I failed. Im trying so hard not to freak.

Good luck! First, I wouldn't do any more studying tonight. Just relax.

Whichever time you're taking it tomorrow, get there like 45min before instead of 30min like they say. You likely will be able to take it early.

Also, don't bring your phone in. Just easier to bring in less stuff. And dress comfortable. That way you'll be relaxed during the test.

Another personal preference, ask for ear plugs. For all tests, ear plugs help my anxiety so much! The ones they give are good too.

During my test I wrote out 1 through 4 (or through 5 or 6 depending on select alls) and crossed out options I knew were wrong. I test really fast and this helped me take my time on each question. I really think this helped me. Hand in hand with this, just test to pass. Don't worry about passing in 75 questions. Tackle one question at a time.

I had to take a second to calm down when I got question 76 since my test didn't shut off. But it ended at 82 and I passed. Don't sweat the 75.

Just breathe and try to stay calm. You got this!