We have come to the end of our class, but we are nowhere near the end of the learning. I passed the test!!! Orientation starts tomorrow with barely moment to rest. (At least I don't have to get up quite as early. Maybe I'll sleep until six!)
The test was nerve wracking, mostly because of the waiting. I was almost certain I would have to take a radial pulse, something I've tried over and over again, usually losing count or losing track of the pulse altogether halfway through. Yup, I was right, and by the time I finished that task my nerves were shot and I still had to wash Alyson's foot. (I'm thinking God did a little finagling for me somewhere along the way. Phew!)
I found myself especially tired this afternoon. Probably all that thumping my heart did when I had to start taking that pulse over again for the umpteenth time. Admitting you've lost it for the fifth or sixth time is rather humiliating. I felt exceedingly foolish, but I had a little encouragement on my way out the door when one of the established CNA's told me the tester said it looked like we all did good. I checked online to make sure this afternoon.
You can pray that God provides the strength and stamina I need to do this job. My feet get tired quickly and I'm a "little bit" out of shape, however, I do have a heart for the residents and want to make a positive difference in their lives. I've already fallen in love with several.
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