After 7 years, and 6 surgeries and 2 years of schooling, I'm about to go back into working mood. Next week fall quarter of school starts up and I go to clinicals for 3 months. To say I'm nervous is a true understatement. As some of you might remember I started school in the spring of 2018 to become a Pharmacy Technician. After flunking out, LnI seeing that it wasn't any thing I did wrong, said I could change my course of study . So I did! I started spring quarter this year in Hemodialysis technician class. It was a challenge to say the least. This covid crap shut down the school and we had to attend on line classes, which is no easy tast. Especially when you need to be drawing peoples blood for the phlebotomy part of the class. It's imposible to stick a needle in someone's arm when you can't be closer than 6 feet. LOL
But the classes went far better than I could have hopped for. I missed a 4.0 GPA by .3 ! Yes you read that right!! I had a 3.6 GPA for spring Quarter, good enough for me to make the schools vice presidents honor list. The summer quarter was a lot better, not grade wise, but because the school had deemed us important enough that we could get back on campus and get hands on in lab. So that opened us up to be able to draw each others blood. I needed to do 30 blood draws using different types of needles. Myself and a girl tied for best in class with only 3 missed veins. It's funny because with my right and dominant hand being fused together, this is what scared me the most. But it turns out my hand being fused as it is, was definitely a blessing. Anyway I closed the quarter with a 3.4 GPA missing the vice presidents honor list by .1 !
Tomorrow I have a meeting with the manager of the dialysis clinic I will be doing clinicals at for fall quarter. I need to get in 300 hours in 3 months to pass the quarter. Last day is December 15th. Hopefully they will see my potential and offer me a place on their team before my run there ends. If not... well... I can always fall back on phlebotomy, they make more anyway.
But that's where, and why , I've been missing the past few years. Just trying to do right for my family and get through school.
Never thought I'd be back in school at 55! And it's funny being the oldest in all my classes Even older than the teachers, well, except my Algebra professor. LOL
When we drew each others blood, we had to treat it as if we were real patients, and the person drawing would ask us our names and birthdates. The student I tied for 1st place with is a running start kid. 17 years old, she drew me one day and asked my date of birth, I told her... she said holy cow! your 20 years older than my dad!
thanks... thanks a lot! HAHAHAHAHA
Here I am doing mock Dialysis in lab... sporting my Stone Pony Mask!!