So, I didn’t get that full time position I was hoping for. It was down to me and one other person, and the other person got it. Probably they had more nursing experience than I do, which is to say “any nursing experience at all.” The person who interviewed me could not have been nicer, and while I’m really kinda bummed, I’m also glad I have other options.
I was unable to stay up all night studying for my drug test — and many thanks to those of my friends who suggested I do so — due to having a sick kid on my hands. (The elder spawn woke up suddenly hollering and blubbering with what later became fairly clear was a rapid and unpleasant stomach virus. She is still running a temperature but appears to be doing all right now.) Nonetheless, I managed to pee in the cup with fair accuracy and will probably begin orientation at oncall position #1 in about a week.
Tomorrow I will have orientation at the other oncall position that I accepted, and Saturday I’ll be instructed in How Not To Get Beaten Up By Patients. Always an exciting subject! And one dear to my heart, as Not Getting Beaten Up is among my very top priorities in life, particularly at work.
On a completely unrelated topic, it is raining to beat hell outside right now, like blowing-sideways-gullywasher-rainstorming. The Very Loud Frogs that live a street over are singing their approval of the weather. I love this place in the spring.