Failure of the 3.75 GPA Student
Wow. I don’t even know what to say. I’ve done well. I’ve studied like crazy some times, sometimes not, but I’ve always been passing and ever had a C. And I liked it.
However, although I didn’t really post much last semester at all, I should probably close this story.
It began last month. Well, I suppose it began last semester when I got a 2 on one of my reviews. I can’t get a 2 and graduate. That went into me working closely with my teachers to try and get a better review. However, I had a few too many problems.
Week 1) I did great. Even my teacher thought I did well.
Week 2) I’m not even sure what happened… Oh yeah. I had a very easy patient, and just one, and so I felt bored and I let a few things slip. Or I forgot about them. We decided to give me two patients the next week. However, in order to make it more formal she wrote it up and put me on probation.
Week 3) I was sick. Didn’t go.
Week 4) We had a snow day.
Week 5) I got two patients. One of these patients was a post-op. I didn’t fully know what to do and I didn’t understand everything that I was suppose to do in a way. (It’s like, I needed to make the mental click between the assessment and the time needed for it.) Then I was like a chicken with my head cut off and it went really poor. Probation number 2.
Now, realize that I was put on probation during the last spring and when I asked what happens, they said basically nothing and don’t worry about it. I looked in the syllabus and there was nothing. Turns out it was all in the handbook, which I didn’t know.
Week 6) I thought I did great, even though my teacher followed me around. I thought I checked name band, thought I was on top of the meds, thought I did very well. Except for two situations, maybe three. First, I had some problems drawing up the insulin. Second, I couldn’t figure out what tamiflu was for and a made a stupid guess. Third, I didn’t check name bands when testing for a glucose, but I didn’t know where to even do this, and besides that, we never have before.
However, I didn’t do nearly as well as I thought. Number one and two didn’t matter. It was number three. Besides that, she didn’t see me check it for a med. And she didn’t see me check it for an IV. (Again, didn’t know I was really suppose to, or how. I never put in an IV.)
So because of that I was kicked out of the nursing program. I am officially done with the program.
Now, I have a few options. First option is I can wait, and reapply next year. However, since my teacher was very concerned about safety, and they didn’t seem all that hesitant about mentioning it to me, instead mentioning places where I can go to find new jobs, I have a feeling that is not a possibility very much.
Second option is I can change my degree completely. Maybe education. Maybe something else.
Third option is I can leave school completely and try to find a random job.
Honestly, I don’t know what I’m going to do. I’m leaning towards option two, but I’m not sure. Right now, I’m just trying to get through this, explore my options, and figure out where to go from here.
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