So yesterday I got some pretty big news. I received a packet from UAB stating I had been accepted into the graduate school program for neonatal nursing. I have to admit, I really haven’t been thinking a whole lot about it or stressing at all cause I felt kind of indifferent either way. If I didn’t get accepted, I was ok with that cause in all honesty, I absolutely love my job right now and I can’t see myself wanting anything different. But at the same time, I know I can do this if I really put my heart and soul into it. And it was either get back to school or start having babies 😉 I know plenty of people who wish I’d just do the latter!! But since neither Greg or I are 100% ready for kids yet, it made sense to go ahead and give grad school a try.
And the funny thing is it was probably the least stressful big decision I’ve ever made. When I finally made up my mind to give it a shot, I did my application (which yes, that took at least a month to finish before I felt 100% sure I was done with it), but then I just sat back and waited. Not that I really could have done anything else besides that, but I just felt like if this is what God had planned for me then He would make it happen. And He very easily could have shut that door, and I can honestly say I would have been perfectly happy. But He didn’t, so He must know something I don’t. God knows my strengths and I’m trusting He will help me through it. Because I know it won’t be easy. Nursing school in undergrad wasn’t easy, and I wasn’t trying to work a full-time job at the same time. That’s really the part I dread. I better have fun this summer cause once grad school starts, I’m gonna hit the ground running for 2 1/2 years…at best!
So the next few steps seem a little tedious. I have to make sure I sign all these forms, submit all my medical records, register for a background check and drug screen test. And then I have student orientation to attend in June. It’s the little stuff like that that stresses me out the most! I know one thing, I’ve got a lot of catching up to do. One of the requirements for the neonatal program is having at least 2 years experience in a level 3 NICU. And if you really get technical, my unit is not really a level 3. We are the step-down unit from the NICU. However, when the NICU is short-staffed, we get reallocated to work on their unit from time to time. So I have worked on the unit, but even then, I’m not trained to run codes or go to pre-term and high-risk deliveries. And I halfway expected the admissions board to recognize that and easily say that I didn’t qualify for the program. But apparently not. So over the next few months I’m going to have to teach myself some of those things that otherwise would come naturally had I actually worked on a level 3 unit. I need to learn all the code drugs, their common doses and uses, resuscitation (which I’m certified for neonatal resuscitation, but I rarely have to actually put it into practice), and common neonatal diagnoses. So although classes won’t start until the end of August, I’ll be doing some pre-school studying. How fun, right? :/
So yes I’m excited but I’m also very nervous. I get butterflies in my stomach when I think about it. But I’m going for it and just saying a prayer all along the way! And if anyone reading this ever thinks about me, just say a little prayer for me too 😉