Nursing School: The Beginning and Beyond

Four years ago we had a dream
It may have changed along the way, but here we are today;
About to graduate from SDSU; with a BSN in nursing….phew.
It has been a long, long, road traveled. One road you must take one step each day.
Day by Day, week by week, test after test, stress, stress, and a little more stress.
The hurdles we have jumped to gain the knowledge we have sought has brought us here today.
I remember the first day of class, nervous, excited, and ready. The young class of professionals to come;
Entering into the dark abyss of the unknown. The first day of clinical, not knowing what to expect, but surviving none of the less besides those of our classmates who vanished; choosing another life road to travel.
Our personal struggles through the tough schedules, giving us a taste of what life as an RN will be like. As we have grown over the years, we have turned into young, soon to be novice nurses. Young like a new rock star about to walk on stage for the first time; full of butterflies.
We have come a long way to where we are today and the journey is only starting. As we start to go our separate ways we will strive for our goals to come; endless possibilities.

Coffee

As the music melodies play in the background; bounces off my ear drums. The tap taping beat of the Jazz Man playing his saxophone. A cacophony of mumbling voices as conversations are had throughout the building.

I sit here and drink my coffee. The wondrous taste; dark and bitter with a touch of cream to soothe the bite. My tongue slightly numbed by the hot coffee as it touches my taste buds. Sweet procrastination is really taking place, but worth the time. The coffee shop atmosphere alive with laughter and life, a place with it's own personality. The walls alive with what looks like art from a comic book. A portrait that looks like a plastic surgery gone wrong of Batman and the Joker which looks at me with good and evil eyes. A smile from a comic book character that I cannot recognize, convincing me that he is a villain. The coffee shop atmosphere alive with conversation; a student sitting who procrastinates by writing on his blog.