The Worlds Worst Blogger....me

So I am like the worlds worst blogger. It's been over a year since I updated this. Ack! Anyway to update the major themes in my life.

The law suit was settled. I won....kinda. The other insurance company decided back in October that I was justified and had indeed been injured. However, the police limit was the absolute minimum required by law, and that is all they had to pay out. SO, half of that went to my lawyer, and all the expenses came out of my part of the funds..... so it didn't even cover the cost of my lost time at work, much less any of the bills. So basically I had to eat all the cost associated with this wreck. I managed to haggle with the medical people and pay my bills off for a fraction of the amount owed. What did I have left at that point? about $600.00. Oh gee! Hold all my calls I'm going on a shopping spree.... NOT. So even had I gotten the full amount, and not had to pay any bills from it or any lawyer fees... It would not have covered the expenses related to this wreck, would not reimburse me for my lost wages, or much less pain and suffering. I fought for three years for this??? Wait a minute, the only ones who benefit from law suites are the lawyers. But at least now it is over. That is about the only positive thing that came from all of this... it's done.

Back over last summer I was accepted into and started the upward mobility nursing program at my local college. So I am almost finished with it at this point. Provided all goes well, I will graduate with my associate degree in May. From there I will be able to take state boards for my RN. That's mainly why this blog has not been updated till now. I haven't had time to sleep, much less blog. The RN program is difficult than the VN program ever thought about being. Much of it is independent learning, busy work, paper work, and things designed to ensure I never have a free minute. The instructors don't lecture worth a damn, and there is an incredible amount of required work that must be done, "on your own time." Which is short for, "you have no life outside of nursing school, so give it all up now." I have begun to believe a great deal of this is some sort of head game designed to test how badly we want that RN, and how much junk we are willing to tolerate in order to get there.

My house is totally destroyed, and I can no longer see the horizontal surfaces. Over the past ten months things have piled up so badly, I am not sure if I will ever see the bottom of it again. The 12 yo is doing the laundry at this point, I have quit my job in order to concentrate on school, the husband is tearing his hair out, and the 11yo is wondering "what does mom look like again?." And this week they have the nerve to bring in speakers to talk to us about the BSN program.... LOL Like I ever want to go into a class room again. Are they nuts? It took me 5 1/2 years to get up the courage to go back for this. If I wasn't delusional I'd be just as happy to stay an LVN, and not deal with this headache in the first place.

I know I probable sound like a horrible person, but this a safe place to vent all these negative feelings. This way, I don't blow up in real life, and nobody gets their feels hurt or smacked around. See, I can be reasonable.

Mom, God love her, is pissy cause I am not giving her enough attention. She keeps comparing nursing school to the cosmetology course she took back in the late 60's - early 70's. I want to snap her head off when she does that. They are NOTHING alike. Some how giving someone bad haircut does not compare with having to keep someone alive. My heavens, my dad retired this last march, he's been home, under her feet for almost a year now, and she still is ticked off cause I am not paying her enough attention. How self absorbed and narcissistic can one person be?

Oh, we lost our 14yo manx kitty in november. He had cancer and had to be put to sleep. Last September the girl child rescued a kitten from the softball pratice fields, and he has turned to be a fur covered terrorist. Osomba Bin Kitty is named Dusty, and rotten and spoiled and he is a complete handful to deal with. For christmas we got the boy child a puppy that he promptly ignored in favor of his video games. Have no fear, the puppy decided I am his person and I am busy spoiling him rotten.

Anyway, that about hits all the highlights.

peace