The result of what happened that fateful Wednesday afternoon was that I ended up being "written up" by the instructor that day and had to be "Counseled" by my
instructor, because the first one said I had a "condecending and angry tone" when speaking with her. My full time instructor, the one who had to counsel me, asked me what happened, and she laughed it off and said she could see what had happened in her mind. I told her the whole entire scenario all the way down to the nurse laughing at us the whole time. She helped me to write a response to the "write up"(for lack of a better word) so it did not seem as if I was admitting to anything, but just that I was admitting to reading the report written about me. We talked a long time and I appreciated that. I appreciated the fact that the faculty (well, most of...) cares about our welfare in that way. Afterward, she felt like a friend in whom I could confide in. And believe me, I felt like a queen when it was all done. Rotation at the nursing home is finished until OB/PEDS/Geri, then I'm back. But not with the other
instructor. She's done. Thank God!
Sorry about sounding off so in the first... but I feel so much better now, and i had to tell someone about it!
I was angry about it at first, but now, I don't really care because I know I am not the type of person that woman made me out to be and I will be a damned good nurse when I graduate and some little sniffly instructor with a bad day and a nurse who thinks she should be crowned princess of Heaven is going to make me stop my goal!
Thanks for letting me blow off guys!