[Bishop's Fantasy?]
This is MY story and I'm sticking to it!Strange Dream
2007-10-30
My life has been hectic the past couple of weeks. It always is this time of year, what with fall parties at school, costumes, and the general pressure I place on myself to be supermom. This year has been especially challenging when I factor in my school schedule. I enjoy school and I'm trying hard to settle into the routine while still trying to keep things running smooth at home. I thought I was doing pretty well until this morning. I had an assignment due for one of my classes - something like 150 flashcards with medical terms. I'd completed them on Friday and put them in a neat little binder, so I wasn't worried. On the way out the door, I checked my backpack - just to make sure they were there. They weren't.
I was completely panicked because I know I had them on Friday. I spent the weekend cleaning out the garage, as well as my van, and didn't remember seeing them at all. I searched and searched, to no avail. I was late dropping my daughter off at childcare and late for school myself. Even worse, I had to show up empty-handed. I wanted to throw a tantrum in the worst way, but a friend reminded me that it would be both unproductive and completely childish. Some friend! :) I was 15 minutes late for class, but I tried not to let it ruin my ability to function and pay attention. I took time during my break to look one more time in my van. I'm glad I did, because they were wedged under the driver's seat in a place I never would've expected they'd fit. I was able to hand them in when they were due, making sure to be honest with the teacher about the fact that I turned them in halfway through class instead of at the beginning. I helped my lab partner finish hers and get them handed in as well, so all was not lost.
I'm glad this happened today instead of yesterday. Yesterday was my first clinical for the CNA course I'm taking. We were sent to a nursing home to gain practical experience by putting the skills we've learned in class to use on real, live people. It was a daunting proposition for me since I have extremely limited experience in the medical field. I worked at a hearing aid clinic for a couple of years after my son started school. Even though the clientele was largely elderly people, they were generally high functioning, so it was pretty easy to get along with them. Working in a nursing home is a bit different. The level of care is obviously much more intense and involves dealing with people's basic needs. Walking into the room of a complete stranger, knowing you'll be getting very personal with them in a very short time can be incredibly intimidating.
I knew I was apprehensive and that came out in my dreams the night before. I had the strangest dream about attending some sort of music event with the Bishop's wife. For whatever reason, I was walking around with her looking at various vender booths. I looked at baby clothes (though I have no intention of having any more babies) and blankets with sports logos on them. I turned to look at her and realized her nose was bleeding profusely. I asked her if she was OK and she said "No!" as she started to collapse. I could feel the panic rising in me until, in a moment of sudden clarity, I remembered that I'm going to be a nurse and I know what to do. The dream ended as I was calling for help and getting her situated. Aside from the anxiety over clinicals, I have no idea why I'd dream about that particular person. Seems strange.
On a positive note, the place we're doing clinicals is absolutely beautiful. I'd live there if I could. The staff is pleasant, knowledgeable, and seems to have the time and inclination to teach us. The person I worked with was particularly pleased to have us there. They were short-staffed and she thanked us over and over for helping her out. In addition, she seemed as interested in what we were learning in our classes as what she was trying to teach us by sharing her own experience. She helped to set my mind at ease and we ended up getting along famously. I'm looking forward to next week and hoping I get assigned to the same person.
piper (2007-10-30)
glad you got a good feeling at the nursing home...that sure helps...hanf in there, Girl, you can di it & will do it well
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