The Return of Stress

I had a hard time coming up with a title for this post because I received some...well, basically, devastating news yesterday about school. One of my BSN classmates, who also happens to be a major over planner just like me, called me and left me a voicemail that went something like this:

"Hey, Avi. I just got back from a BSN advising session and you really need to call me as soon as you can. The news that I found out basically means that I can't continue at [the University] and it's probably going to affect you, too."

I called him back, of course, and, yeah, the news really, really sucked to hear.

Basically, my university has a course guideline of the nursing program that is a four year program. Within this four year program, they have mixed in a lot of classes (language, political science, philosophy, nutrition, etc.) that you are able to take outside of being accepted into the nursing program. The nursing program has each semester listed with no summer classes...and that is where my classmate and I worked our spreadsheet magic.

We took out those classes and planned to take some of them now with our prerequisite requirements and in the summers between the program. We did this thinking that instead of taking those courses, we could fit in the other nursing program classes with our now open space. This, for both of us, would mean that we would finish a lot sooner. In fact, we would finish about a year and a half earlier than most.

My classmate learned yesterday that the course guideline is a FIXED program, meaning that you have to take the exact courses exactly as they have listed.

Now, with this information, following the course guideline as it is...I would have to remain here, without a doubt, until...mid 2012.

With resident boyfriend finishing residency in 2010 or even 2011 (IF he stays here for his fellowship)--that's...umm...really, really, really, really, really not good.

I planned on studying last night when I got home from school but I was beyond distracted. Throw resident boyfriend being on call into the mix, I didn't tell him. I know I should have--maybe that would have explained why I was a bit depressed on the phone but I didn't feel like throwing that big clusterf*ck at him in the midst of his 36 hour shift. I'll tell him today if he is ever free from the chains of the hospital. (He's still not home. Blah.)

All in all, I'm not sure what I'm going to do but I do have some options. Luckily, I have been researching some programs in Ohio (just in case) and found that the timeline of applying and starting nursing programs there...is just going to make packing, moving, and everything else that will be going on at that time (2010), that much more crazy.

It's extremely possible...but it's just going to be SOOOOOO chaotic....and the odds are good that I would finish later than I expect to...which further delays my future plans of becoming a CRNA...which even affects when resident boyfriend and I would be comfortable bringing children into the picture. (I know, I felt weird typing that out.)

BLAH.

So, instead of studying last night, I went to my favorite girlfriend's house to hang out with her and her 2 daughters. I learned that her husband's very, very sick father was on the verge of passing away (he did this morning, unfortunately). Also, her normally extremely active 7 year old autistic daughter fell asleep on my lap...and, then, magically, I let go of my worries because it seemed so small compared to everything else that goes on in life. It's amazing how kids can do that to you.

I guess I'm really starting to accept that there are always going to be conflicts...and, in fact, when everything seems to be going right, that's usually when I know that something is going to happen and that I need to make sure the battery to my laptop is charged up. :-P

I'll have something figured out as I always do. Right now, I need to go read about atoms, the brain, plant cells, and write a paper. :)