Keep looking at the bright side...

Today is somewhat of a landmark day.  Today, I went to the hospital like I have every freaking Monday for the last 7 weeks (minus 2 merciful days in the ER and OR).  Today, I  just wasted 2 hours of my life researching 14 medications that I may or may not give tomorrow.  For example, I have written up Vancomycin EVERY week I have picked out a patient.  Kid you not, I have yet to hang that med because it gets canceled by Tuesday morning.  My patient tomorrow is getting it in an oral suspension, so we'll see if that increases my chances of giving it.  Today, I will waste 2-3 more hours researching more stuff on my patient so that I am ready to go for clinical tomorrow.  

And tomorrow is my last critical care clinical day.  To make it more substantial, it's my last clinical day of my nursing school career.  I'll have 9 clinical preceptorship shifts after this to complete, but each of those doesn't require a minimum of 5 hours of paperwork the night before. Wow.

The next few weeks are full of a lot of "last times".  Last clinical day.  Last spring break.  Last clinical evaluation.  Last community health day (amen!).  Last medical lecture.  I just received an updated evaluation of petition to graduate, telling me that upon successful completion of this course, I will graduate.  

I can't believe I'm going to graduate soon.  May 19th to be exact.  And yet it seems so far away.

I tell myself all these things as I sit in front of my computer, writing up THREE separate eye drops that I'm going to drop in my patient's eyeballs tomorrow and I'm so annoyed that I have to do this one last time.  I'm not turning this in.  This is so I don't kill my patient, presumably by eyedrops, tomorrow.  I'm trying to enjoy the finality of this moment, but really, I'd rather be watching Charmed.  It's on in 20 minutes after all.

77 more days until graduation...