So, this is my first week of a new term. My school has five terms a year. I can finally see the light at the end of the tunnel. While I can't wait for school to be over and to have my schedule settle down. The light at the end of the tunnel is looking more like an on coming train than finally seeing an opening after being trapped in a cave for the past three years. I lucked out and have an amazing clinical instructor this term. I had her in my second term of school and learne a lot because I wasn't constantly stressed out about being screamed at.

This term is adult nursing, we're studying the diseases and systems that we didn't cover in previous courses.