Random excerpts of my wandering mind

So here I am in the middle of the 10th week of my first semester of nursing school. I would like to say things have gone alright and Im hanging in there, but thats not the case. Im a care plan and a half away from pulling my hair out.  I don’t eat like I should, sleep is non-exisitent, and becoming a complete germaphobe. I am constantly buried under paper work that has to be done, then next week has to be corrected, and I dont ever really get much feedback on.  I find I dont really care much for the lack of feed back Im getting, especially from a program that holds such high standards for improvement.