I'm a male, young, and tall, so I tend to stick out. My grades have always been good to great, my clinicals have all gone well, but on the last week of second semester in my ADN program, my clinical instructor failed me. I was completely shocked, all of my classmates were shocked, and my other professor was even shocked. I'm not some slacker who 'had it coming', I'm an extremely dedicated, hard-working student.
From day one I felt I was targeted (previous students have even said this instructor picks one person every rotation and gives it to them the hardest) and overly scrutinized compared to the other students who were in the same rotation, and if you would ask any of the students in my clinical group they would agree 100%. I was constantly fed spoonfuls of fear and anxiety from my instructor. She yelled at us all the time, verbally abused us, called us the worst clinical group she's ever had, told me I would never become a nurse, and even called a girl in my rotation retarded. She played favorites, and I was undoubtedly on the bottom of the totem pole.
Everyday I would show up to my clinical site scared for my life knowing that I might fail today depending on the mood of my instructor. How can anyone perform under those conditions? I truly felt she was just waiting for me to make a mistake, no matter how small or simple, in order to have the opportunity to fail me. Before passing meds one day, she quizzed me on a med (one that I've neither previously encountered or had been taught about). I answered her question on what classification it was incorrectly. Without any warning of being warned or punished, I was immediately put on probation. I'm just a student, I make mistakes...Besides, isn't that why we're going over the medications before we pass them? I was never 'worked' with afterwards. I was told to take a remediation exam early the next week. I went to take it, and out of probably 30 questions, I got one wrong, and it was a tricky one...most people would have gotten it wrong had they taken it. I asked what the pass/fail criteria was, and the faculty member told me, "It's up to your professor." I thought, "Oh great..."
The next week I arrived at class, was pulled into her office, and was being notified of my failure. THE LAST WEEK OF CLASS. There was no, "good luck, I know if you work hard you can come back from this" kind of talk, no encouragement, just, "You've failed, you cannot attend lecture, and you cannot attend clinical tomorrow. Give me your badge. Goodbye." It was so cold and calculated...that's what I hated the most about it all...Almost as if she planned it, and it all worked out. All the instructors were busy and had weird hours because it was finals week, the instructor who failed me refused to talk to me afterwards, the dean shuttled me off to other people, my request to re-apply was denied, and basically I had no power. The faculty all have each others backs, and work together...I felt as if I was blacklisted and shunned off. It was terrible for me...
Needless to say, I've been confused, angry, depressed, on edge, and very unproductive for about 3-4 weeks now, and I truly have no idea what to do with my life. Nursing was it, that's all I was focused on for about 2 years before (prereqs) and the one year during the program, but after this experience, even thinking about nursing makes me sick...I don't know what to do really...I feel a bit lost. In some way I want to do something completely opposite of nursing, but I'm afraid of having to start all over again...Just venting here really.
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I'm a male, young, and tall, so I tend to stick out. My grades have always been good to great, my clinicals have all gone well, but on the last week of second semester in my ADN program, my clinical instructor failed me. I was completely shocked, all of my classmates were shocked, and my other professor was even shocked. I'm not some slacker who 'had it coming', I'm an extremely dedicated, hard-working student.
From day one I felt I was targeted (previous students have even said this instructor picks one person every rotation and gives it to them the hardest) and overly scrutinized compared to the other students who were in the same rotation, and if you would ask any of the students in my clinical group they would agree 100%. I was constantly fed spoonfuls of fear and anxiety from my instructor. She yelled at us all the time, verbally abused us, called us the worst clinical group she's ever had, told me I would never become a nurse, and even called a girl in my rotation retarded. She played favorites, and I was undoubtedly on the bottom of the totem pole.
Everyday I would show up to my clinical site scared for my life knowing that I might fail today depending on the mood of my instructor. How can anyone perform under those conditions? I truly felt she was just waiting for me to make a mistake, no matter how small or simple, in order to have the opportunity to fail me. Before passing meds one day, she quizzed me on a med (one that I've neither previously encountered or had been taught about). I answered her question on what classification it was incorrectly. Without any warning of being warned or punished, I was immediately put on probation. I'm just a student, I make mistakes...Besides, isn't that why we're going over the medications before we pass them? I was never 'worked' with afterwards. I was told to take a remediation exam early the next week. I went to take it, and out of probably 30 questions, I got one wrong, and it was a tricky one...most people would have gotten it wrong had they taken it. I asked what the pass/fail criteria was, and the faculty member told me, "It's up to your professor." I thought, "Oh great..."
The next week I arrived at class, was pulled into her office, and was being notified of my failure. THE LAST WEEK OF CLASS. There was no, "good luck, I know if you work hard you can come back from this" kind of talk, no encouragement, just, "You've failed, you cannot attend lecture, and you cannot attend clinical tomorrow. Give me your badge. Goodbye." It was so cold and calculated...that's what I hated the most about it all...Almost as if she planned it, and it all worked out. All the instructors were busy and had weird hours because it was finals week, the instructor who failed me refused to talk to me afterwards, the dean shuttled me off to other people, my request to re-apply was denied, and basically I had no power. The faculty all have each others backs, and work together...I felt as if I was blacklisted and shunned off. It was terrible for me...
Needless to say, I've been confused, angry, depressed, on edge, and very unproductive for about 3-4 weeks now, and I truly have no idea what to do with my life. Nursing was it, that's all I was focused on for about 2 years before (prereqs) and the one year during the program, but after this experience, even thinking about nursing makes me sick...I don't know what to do really...I feel a bit lost. In some way I want to do something completely opposite of nursing, but I'm afraid of having to start all over again...Just venting here really.