My med-surg instructer was the coldest, most intimidating person I have ever met. Most of our problems were personnal-she was a classic control freak and I like explainations...I liked to understand things, and she truely just wanted you to do what she said, when she said it, how she said it-with no hesitation. I am not a robot-and I needed/wanted rationale for a decision (hence the LEARNING aspect of school, or so I thought...). I spent more days than I care to remember hiding in the bathroom crying my eyes out. I felt that nothing I did was right- or ever enough. I was scared to death the entire rotation. I always carried good grades-and looked for learning opportunities every where I could. If something was going on that I could learn from- I was right there! In each rotation, every staff member I worked with would tell me how great I was doing- but this instructer ended almost each day with ,"I'm dissapointed in you...." I wanted to quit a few times- but here I am, license in hand, and this women did not beat me. So- HA!
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