Check out the thread on the AZ shooting and the one on "Would you switch to psych nursing?" to see my probs with horrible nursing instructors and, well, my psych rotation, respectively.
My biggest non-nursing challenge was solved by moving out of the dorms my junior year. My social life, if continued unchecked, would've definitely prevented my ever graduating!
Probably my biggest challenge was community health nursing clinicals. I had to make home visits to a woman who had a hx of being abused, who currently
had an abusive boyfriend, who was in counseling for abusing her own kids, who was on welfare and was constantly getting her utilities shut off. She lived in the worst, most crime-ridden neighborhood in town. On 2 different occasions, I felt endangered--once because her boyfriend came over while I was there, and once because she became suicidal and very out-of-control. I would tell my mom about these incidents, and she would yell, "I'm paying all this money for you to attend a private college and they're sending you to dangerous neighborhoods!?!"
I also had to make home visits to this very poor, uneducated, very young couple on the military base. They had a new baby and never had enough diapers or formula (although of course they had money for beer and cigarettes) and kept getting their phone and heat shut off. So here I am, a 20-year old, unmarried, childless, private college student who didn't balance her own checkbook, and I'm supposed to show up and tell them how to balance their budget. Yeah, I had a lot of credibility. Except not.
They always acted a little wary of me--I think they thought I was looking to take their kid from them for negligence or something. The 3rd time I visited, the baby's huge (like, 6 foot tall) Italian grandma was waiting for me on the porch with her arms crossed over her chest, holding a--no kidding--gigantic frying pan like a weapon. She was very defensive and wanted to know why I kept visiting. I'm proud to say that I charmed the socks off of her; after I showed her the diapers, formula and vouchers I'd brought and explained that I was just trying to hook up these wacky kids with some decent social support systems, she ended up laughing and hugging me as I left. Whew!
Then there was the time another student and I visited a single military mom on the base. Place was a sty, she's using the oven as a space heater in a trailer where the kid is already walking a few steps. I still don't know how this happened, but she conned us into watching the baby "for just a sec" while she ran and did some errand. After she ran out, my friend and I played with the baby and stared at each other in dawning horror as the minutes ticked by. "We are the dumbest people in the WORLD," she moaned. "What if she never comes back?" We sat there trying to figure out how we were going to tell our instructor.
After almost 45 very bad minutes, the "client" finally returned with her carton of cigarettes or whatever and we bolted.
I hated community health nursing.