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Quoting truefriendinme:
In 2006, I separated and filed for divorce. It wasn't final until May of this year. Those 2.5 years were the hardestI have ever had to endure, and so many times I thought I would have just stayed in an unhappy marraige had I known what was in store for me from the onset. After 16 years of marraige, I never thought it would have ended in such a horrible fashion.
After all that, I deided to return to school, and did so right away. In fact, this past semester was my first in a few years. I had to renew my Microbiology, which was too "old" for Nursing School standards--7 years. That was the hardest class for me seven years ago, much less now as a single mom, working full time! But I knew it was necessary.
And on top of all that, in my last few weeks of the semester, my radiator blew in my car. So, I borrowed money to repair it. And then, to ice the cake, I broke my arm the last two weeks of class. Just before the final paper was due. I typed it all one-handed--twice. I lost the file fumbling around on the keyboard and had to re-type it. What an experience! Since I spent that whole night trying to re-type the paper, with my arm in a huge splint, I obviously didn't get to study much for the lab practical the next morning at 8am. Good news is I got a 94 on my paper. Thank God, because I didn't do so well on the Departmental Final! I guess I won't discuss all the work I missed, since I couldn't perform patient care with a broken arm :(
I left that final in tears. I left thinking I had failed. I left worried about my current job, my future, my life. I left thinking I was in the wrong line of work and that this would change the entire course of events for me--which it would have, had I failed. I cried all the way out to my car and all the way home. I had some very ugly thoughts on the way home.
I finally prayed, if you can call it that. I told Him that I felt like I had failed. I also told Him that if I had failed, it would tell me that I was on the wrong path. A failure in this class-- after working my rear end off in a class that is very hard for me-- would tell me that I needed to think about my chosen career path.
I passed, thank you very much. I earned every bit of that "C" and am darn proud of it, though don't ask me to tell you how to replicate DNA, RNA, mRNA or which codon starts what! I have no idea which type of algae is found in the Red Sea or if ringworm is classified as a helminth! But, I know the basics. I know I was smart enough to study and understand what was absolutely necessary to pass a departmental final, written by an instructor that didn't even teach our class.
And I did it all without cheating, which is more than I can say about atleast one of my classmates.
What prompted this rant is this: I returned to this site while on break from classes, hoping to find comfort. I was hoping to find some failiar faces, some like-minded peeople who realize how hard life really is. But, I haven't found that. I've found intolerance and rudeness. I'm disappointed that some of our own have changed so much. I'm disappointed this site has changed so much. It's very disheartening, especially during the holidays--which are hard for alot of us; I won't even BEGIN to write about that!
I just hope that somehow, in the face of all the mis-trust, hate, discontent and loss in today's world--that we can find the time to try to look for the positive before latching onto the negative. It's SO much more worth our time. Best wishes and Happiest of Holidays to you all...
--True
In 2006, I separated and filed for divorce. It wasn't final until May of this year. Those 2.5 years were the hardestI have ever had to endure, and so many times I thought I would have just stayed in an unhappy marraige had I known what was in store for me from the onset. After 16 years of marraige, I never thought it would have ended in such a horrible fashion.
After all that, I deided to return to school, and did so right away. In fact, this past semester was my first in a few years. I had to renew my Microbiology, which was too "old" for Nursing School standards--7 years. That was the hardest class for me seven years ago, much less now as a single mom, working full time! But I knew it was necessary.
And on top of all that, in my last few weeks of the semester, my radiator blew in my car. So, I borrowed money to repair it. And then, to ice the cake, I broke my arm the last two weeks of class. Just before the final paper was due. I typed it all one-handed--twice. I lost the file fumbling around on the keyboard and had to re-type it. What an experience! Since I spent that whole night trying to re-type the paper, with my arm in a huge splint, I obviously didn't get to study much for the lab practical the next morning at 8am. Good news is I got a 94 on my paper. Thank God, because I didn't do so well on the Departmental Final! I guess I won't discuss all the work I missed, since I couldn't perform patient care with a broken arm :(
I left that final in tears. I left thinking I had failed. I left worried about my current job, my future, my life. I left thinking I was in the wrong line of work and that this would change the entire course of events for me--which it would have, had I failed. I cried all the way out to my car and all the way home. I had some very ugly thoughts on the way home.
I finally prayed, if you can call it that. I told Him that I felt like I had failed. I also told Him that if I had failed, it would tell me that I was on the wrong path. A failure in this class-- after working my rear end off in a class that is very hard for me-- would tell me that I needed to think about my chosen career path.
I passed, thank you very much. I earned every bit of that "C" and am darn proud of it, though don't ask me to tell you how to replicate DNA, RNA, mRNA or which codon starts what! I have no idea which type of algae is found in the Red Sea or if ringworm is classified as a helminth! But, I know the basics. I know I was smart enough to study and understand what was absolutely necessary to pass a departmental final, written by an instructor that didn't even teach our class.
And I did it all without cheating, which is more than I can say about atleast one of my classmates.
What prompted this rant is this: I returned to this site while on break from classes, hoping to find comfort. I was hoping to find some failiar faces, some like-minded peeople who realize how hard life really is. But, I haven't found that. I've found intolerance and rudeness. I'm disappointed that some of our own have changed so much. I'm disappointed this site has changed so much. It's very disheartening, especially during the holidays--which are hard for alot of us; I won't even BEGIN to write about that!
I just hope that somehow, in the face of all the mis-trust, hate, discontent and loss in today's world--that we can find the time to try to look for the positive before latching onto the negative. It's SO much more worth our time. Best wishes and Happiest of Holidays to you all...
--True
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