No Baby Talk!

My two-year-old son presented an open band-aid to me and said something like "Daddy this is for (mumble mumble)". I was only half-listening since he presents me with a band-aid every other day.

"Is that for if I have an owie?" I ask. He says "No!" then grits his teeth and talks in the low voice he uses when he's irritated. "It's for if your bweeding." "If I'm bleeding?" "YES!"

Don't talk down to your patients, they always say.

SUCCESS!!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


I'M DONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



I passed finals and clinical. Pinning was last night. It wasn't too corny - no Hannah Montana songs like they apparently had at my brother's pinning. My two favorite (scariest, toughest, but best at lecture and clinical) teachers spoke.  One made us publicly swear with our right hands raised to not study at all the day before the NCLEX.

I had to walk across the stage to a teacher with my pin open and ready, and I didn't even trip, drop it, or stab anyone! Right on.  While I was getting pinned my son yelled out "Daddy I love you!"

This was the hardest but most gratifying semester of my life. I really feel like I've earned something - and that I can be an RN.


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I Got the Beat!

Sweet! My wife got me an I Heart Guts! shirt for St Nicholas Day! I'm totally wearing this in the CCU next weekend.

Note: I am not this guy. Nor do I play double bass. Sorry to disappoint you.