So the waiting for the letter was torturous. You know that feeling....... I woke up anxious, I went to bed anxious, I dreamed of showing up for my first day at nursing school naked and being told "Go home, you so obviously do NOT belong here." I passed the time reading, walking on the beach, playing with my dogs. Then, the letter came, and I opened it after I examined it for a few minutes. Is that my name on it? Seriously? My heart started racing, my fingers were trembling, there were tears in my eyes, because no matter what it said, there would be tears. Oh for sure there would be tears. I opened it, and it was exactly the news I'd been waiting for for sooo long as I busted my tail getting pre reqs and co reqs done. There were and there were . All at once. I checked my rear view mirror for the cops, because surely I must have looked crazy sitting in the post office parking lot. There were no cops. I took out my phone and started calling people, and quickly made my escape.
Fast forward three weeks. I am still anxious. Even more anxious. There has been no word on orientation. There are things that I know have to be done before class starts in August. I can't get my background check/document tracker until I get my school package code. I can't order books. I can't register for class. I can get my immunization record straight, so I am doing that. (First time ever I am bouncing into the doctor's office thrilled to get shots) I can't get the health and dental exams without the forms required, which, you guessed it, we will get at orientation. I can't buy scrubs or even shoes until I know exactly what to buy. I have almost exactly two months to do all of this. Initiate panic mode. Oh :poop:!!!!!! Now, I dream not of showing up for class naked, but with my teeth falling out and wearing handcuffs (the dental exam anxiety and the background check..... no arrests on my record, but could this be guilt from when I was in fourth grade and went into the neighbors unlocked garage to the refrigerator they kept there and ate a whole box of Krispy Kremes?) This journey is a stressful one, and it's only going to get more stressful. So, I have decided to take up yoga, and buy a hammock to hang between the trees out back so that I can go watch the river and the birds and decompress....... Those are the skills that I need to work on now. I shall name them...... Serenity Skills.
I passed the time reading, walking on the beach, playing with my dogs. Then, the letter came, and I opened it after I examined it for a few minutes. Is that my name on it? Seriously? My heart started racing, my fingers were trembling, there were tears in my eyes, because no matter what it said, there would be tears. Oh for sure there would be tears. I opened it, and it was exactly the news I'd been waiting for for sooo long as I busted my tail getting pre reqs and co reqs done. There were 
and there were 
. All at once. I checked my rear view mirror for the cops, because surely I must have looked crazy sitting in the post office parking lot. There were no cops. I took out my phone and started calling people, and quickly made my escape. 