I sit here on the eve of semester two just minutes away from midnight. My day tomorrow, a Friday no less, is mixed together with 2 classes not even set to meet this day, but with new building construction we are asked to "adjust and be flexible" as things come together.
For the most part the professors this semester seem to be excited about their class(es) and I hope to learn a lot. Let us see if I am singing the same song in December. What I have come to realize though is that there is a disconnect between the teachers and the students. Not in the way you are probably thinking either. It's in the way that they think we have certain information when we don't and that we understand something when it has been previously taught to us in a manner as clear as mud.
This semester, my portion of the class will be studying Gerontology, Adult Health 1 and Psych. In total, we started with 39 in our program that was supposed to have 40 and we ended the semester with 38 (yes that means we lost 1, due to personal reasons). We were surprised our program allowed some to continue on. I say that based on the grades I know they got, but I myself may have received above average grades but I learned so very little, so maybe the low grades and my understand match and we are all in the same boat.
I'll be honest, that if it wasn't for the Fundamentals of Nursing teacher from semester 1, I would not be so jazzed about school. She was great and laid the ground work for things I will now build on.
I now will have 3 clinical days per week, which is not a big deal. I hear our undergraduate counterparts are a bunch of winy brats complaining about full day classes and expectations (hearsay).
I write you all of these feelings and experiences so that if you are going through a similar program, looking into a program or maybe in a program you think is super hard, you can relate and de-stress a tad and power on. In the end, we work as a team, so lets "get er done!"
