So, i think i better start at the beginning, where the whole idea of a blog was mentioned, because it was a very interesting and important time, which i think you may be interested to know about.
As the title suggests I, and a good friend of mine, attended a nursing conference at the university of Nottingham, which my brain, for some reason, insists on being the university of Birmingham and many of my friends believe i went there instead, but i did infact go to Nottingham. I didn't see much of the town itself apart from the taxi too and from the train station. This is because Nottingham uni is a campus uni so everything i needed was in one small, very lovely place, completely isolated from the town. In idea i find interesting but also rather lonely. I don't think i mind which sort of uni i go to (campus or town uni) because both has its up sides and down sides. Campus uni's have, like i said before, everything you need in a small place, so its litrally a 5 minute walk from where you live to your lessons, very good for the average lazy student ;) However, nights out in the town could then be difficult because of getting there, the night suddenly become's expencive when you have to pay for a taxi. Town universities are the oppposite, easy nights out, but long walks to lessons, it all depends on the person. Me, im not that bothered, either one sounds good :)
So the conference itself wasn't exactly a conference, it was a series of lecutres about different sections of nursing that all lasted about an hour. Some were really good, and some were extremely boring and i found that it depended intirely on who took the lecture. For example, the branch of nursing i am most interested in is child nursing, and the person who took that was pretty boring and stood at the front and talked the whole time, so i found it boring. However, there was two students who did a lecture on midwifery, a branch of nursing i am not interested in, and i came out wanting to be a midwife it was so good. They moved around, joked about and generally looked like they were having a good time, so i did too.
There were many lectures, and the one i found the most interesting was Auscultation, i.e. how the heart pumps. It was brilliant, and i think that, again, was down to the lecturer, who happened to be the same guy who did the EDGE session. He was amazing, and i kept eye contact with him in complete concentation and slight awe from the whole hour and 15 minutes. When he said the lesson was at an end i thought i had just jumped in the tardis, it really didn't feel that long.
There were many other lectures including Adult nursing, another midwifery one, one about nursing in communities, one about mental health nursing and another about disabilities nursing. Others were focused about finance, how to get into nursing, and generally nursing itself, i.e. what your letting yourself in for.
However, the lectures were only a half of it! I also booked to attect a 'practical session' on the second day, which had to be one of the most interesting experiences of my life. We did many different things, from learning about X-rays, to ECG's. One of my favorates was suturing, i.e. sewing people up. I was absolutly RUBBISH at it. I was so bad that i lost the little hook (that scarily looks like a fishing hook) which you use to penetrate the skin and hook through, therefore sweing the person up, in the fake skin we had. And i mean seriously lost, i don't know how, but we couldn't get it out. So, god help my future patients when they have a laceration.
Another one i found very fun and interesting was taking blood and needles in general. Now this one i was good at, i was the only one on our table that managed to get blood out of the little fake vein thing first time! Everyone else kept going too far, or going in at the wrong angle. Not me!
Also, one of the other main thing the course offered was not only the chance to sit in real lecture theaters, learn from real professers and get the chance to try things that we will hopefully be training for in the future, but i was also a chance to see what general student life was like. For example, we slept in real halls of residence and got our own room, we ate in the actual food halls normal students ate in, and we got to live like real students. And i have to say, i absolutly loved it!
So to sum up, I think i will love being a student, Campus uni's are very different from City uni's, Don't let me anywhere near someone that needs their arm sewing but if you need blood taken or need an injection, i am the person to come to!
Bon Voyage!
P.S. If you get the chance to go to a conference of your subject in the university of Nottingham, Go for it! it was a fantastic experience. Check out workshop's (the people who organise it) website and see if there are any you wish to attend: http://www.workshop-uk.net/
Wednesday, 28 September 2011
Sunday, 25 September 2011
Day 3 in the massive (sarcasm alert) Blog.
Did you, or did you not read out that title in a Geordie accent? I thought so. Big brother is brain washing us all, which is bad because soon our minds will melt and come out of our noses, its not going to be a pretty sight people!
So, as i am sure you have already guessed if you have been reading my other posts, i would like to become a nurse and i have made this blog so to convince anyone that is from a university how much i actully want to be a nurse. This is because unfortunatly i can only write about my desires in 4000 characters on my UCAS form, which is utterly stupid because i could never convey this in 4000 words, so im cheating... sort of. If anyone is reading this from a university, Hello!
My interest in nursing came from when i was much younger, smaller and pretty stupid (i.e i was in the second lowest class in both setted subjects, English and Maths) at the tender age of 7. When i was 7 i contracted a disease called henoch-schonlein purpura, also known as HSP. Don't worry, the name terrified me too, but it is names so because the people who found out what this disease was were two scientists called Henoch and Schonlein, obviously Brttish scientists, as you can tell. It is called Purpura because of the nature of the boils and spots that develop on the skin, i.e. they are purple. HSP is a rather unknown (at the time i had it anyway) and rare disease, where the immune system attacks itself, resulting in rather horrible boils on the skin, mainly near joins, so the elbows, knees, feet, and rather hilariously me bottom! So yes, it was rather horrible and i had to stay in hospital for a number of weeks, i can't remember how long but at the time it felt like years.
During this stay in hospital i had one main nurse that looked after me and i remember the first time i met her. I was lying in my bed, in quite a lot of pain with my mam next to me and a nurse comes walking towards me, and i am not going to lie, it was quite terrifying, the main reason why was that she had a shaved head, so looked like a cage fighter, no kidding. I remember my mam sitting next to me saying 'please don't let it be her.' But, it was. She came over and greeted us with a hello and a 'My name is Hayley and I'll be looking after you.' She must have saw the PURE TERROR in my eyes because she then explained that the reason she has a shaved head was that she had been on holiday and contracted a serious disease which meant she has to go to hospital and they shaved her head. And then she smiled, and im not kidding even though this may make some week stomached people throw up, it was if all of my worry about being in hospital had faded away.
Over the next few weeks Hayley looked after me and cared for me. She was the nicest, most caring and loving people i have ever met in all of my life. She was brilliant. I remember lying there as she took my blood pressure (of which she then let me play with later, and i watched my arm slowly go blue, quite facinating) thinking, i wish i was Hayley. Then it struck me, I can be her, I can be a nurse!
So from then on i wanted to be a nurse, and i put all my efforts into trying. I actully started trying in school and i went from almost bottom set, to almost the top set. Then when i got to high school i realised i would have to try much harder because i wasn't born with a natural intellegence, much to my horror. So i tried and tried, and after a few failed attempts, i finally started to receive C's and B's, then eventually, in year 11 i recieved my first A! I was amazed! Then i realised i can actully achieve my goal, i can actully become a nuse! And hopefully, in the next yar and a bit, i will be training to do so.
So i encorage all those who think they can't, to go for their goals because that is what will make you happy, which i feel is the most important thing in life.
Bon Voyage!
So, as i am sure you have already guessed if you have been reading my other posts, i would like to become a nurse and i have made this blog so to convince anyone that is from a university how much i actully want to be a nurse. This is because unfortunatly i can only write about my desires in 4000 characters on my UCAS form, which is utterly stupid because i could never convey this in 4000 words, so im cheating... sort of. If anyone is reading this from a university, Hello!
My interest in nursing came from when i was much younger, smaller and pretty stupid (i.e i was in the second lowest class in both setted subjects, English and Maths) at the tender age of 7. When i was 7 i contracted a disease called henoch-schonlein purpura, also known as HSP. Don't worry, the name terrified me too, but it is names so because the people who found out what this disease was were two scientists called Henoch and Schonlein, obviously Brttish scientists, as you can tell. It is called Purpura because of the nature of the boils and spots that develop on the skin, i.e. they are purple. HSP is a rather unknown (at the time i had it anyway) and rare disease, where the immune system attacks itself, resulting in rather horrible boils on the skin, mainly near joins, so the elbows, knees, feet, and rather hilariously me bottom! So yes, it was rather horrible and i had to stay in hospital for a number of weeks, i can't remember how long but at the time it felt like years.
During this stay in hospital i had one main nurse that looked after me and i remember the first time i met her. I was lying in my bed, in quite a lot of pain with my mam next to me and a nurse comes walking towards me, and i am not going to lie, it was quite terrifying, the main reason why was that she had a shaved head, so looked like a cage fighter, no kidding. I remember my mam sitting next to me saying 'please don't let it be her.' But, it was. She came over and greeted us with a hello and a 'My name is Hayley and I'll be looking after you.' She must have saw the PURE TERROR in my eyes because she then explained that the reason she has a shaved head was that she had been on holiday and contracted a serious disease which meant she has to go to hospital and they shaved her head. And then she smiled, and im not kidding even though this may make some week stomached people throw up, it was if all of my worry about being in hospital had faded away.
Over the next few weeks Hayley looked after me and cared for me. She was the nicest, most caring and loving people i have ever met in all of my life. She was brilliant. I remember lying there as she took my blood pressure (of which she then let me play with later, and i watched my arm slowly go blue, quite facinating) thinking, i wish i was Hayley. Then it struck me, I can be her, I can be a nurse!
So from then on i wanted to be a nurse, and i put all my efforts into trying. I actully started trying in school and i went from almost bottom set, to almost the top set. Then when i got to high school i realised i would have to try much harder because i wasn't born with a natural intellegence, much to my horror. So i tried and tried, and after a few failed attempts, i finally started to receive C's and B's, then eventually, in year 11 i recieved my first A! I was amazed! Then i realised i can actully achieve my goal, i can actully become a nuse! And hopefully, in the next yar and a bit, i will be training to do so.
So i encorage all those who think they can't, to go for their goals because that is what will make you happy, which i feel is the most important thing in life.
Bon Voyage!
Saturday, 24 September 2011
Friday, 23 September 2011
Hello there, Blogger.com.
Hello Blogger.com, i have found your lonley little website here and decided to make other bloggers lives here a little bit more interesting by reading about my unimportant existance, which from what i am sure you can already tell, is going to be an interesting ride.
I am a girl (well i think so) called Megan (which i also think so, although i'll be very dissapointed if i find my parents have been lying to me for 17 years of my life, although that would be quite funny, to lie about your childs name... Hmm...) and as you can tell from that little tangent, i am 17 well, just 17, but 17 nevertheless!
Okay, thats the essentials... what else? Ah yes, why im here. Well, i am here primarily because, not so long back, probably a few months i attended a nursing conference with a good friend of mine (i'll tell you all about this at a later date) where we attended an EDGE session who was run by a brilliant guy however for the life of me i cannot remember what his name was, which is such a shame because he was brilliant! He said that i should set up a blog so to document all of the things i should, and hopefully will, do in order to make the chances of getting into university to do nursing a lot higher. This blog should hopefully remind me of the things i do so i can talk about them in detail to whoever will listen to me (which is probably few but here we go).
However, for all those who couldn't care less about nursing, and just wants to read this blog to have a bit of fun and hopefully a couple of laughs, i will also accomodate for you, and try to make this blog not boring, although i don't think i could make this blog boring because i'll give up meself.
Okay well, thats enough rambling for today, i'll leave you in peace now.
Oh, and for further note, my spelling and grammer is terrible, so please forgive the probably countless mistakes that will ensue, i am not an author, so therefore i don't have an editor or publisher, all i have is my brain, which can often let me down. In the words of my fomer English teacher: "She's not a natural speller, is she? "
Bon Voyage!
I am a girl (well i think so) called Megan (which i also think so, although i'll be very dissapointed if i find my parents have been lying to me for 17 years of my life, although that would be quite funny, to lie about your childs name... Hmm...) and as you can tell from that little tangent, i am 17 well, just 17, but 17 nevertheless!
Okay, thats the essentials... what else? Ah yes, why im here. Well, i am here primarily because, not so long back, probably a few months i attended a nursing conference with a good friend of mine (i'll tell you all about this at a later date) where we attended an EDGE session who was run by a brilliant guy however for the life of me i cannot remember what his name was, which is such a shame because he was brilliant! He said that i should set up a blog so to document all of the things i should, and hopefully will, do in order to make the chances of getting into university to do nursing a lot higher. This blog should hopefully remind me of the things i do so i can talk about them in detail to whoever will listen to me (which is probably few but here we go).
However, for all those who couldn't care less about nursing, and just wants to read this blog to have a bit of fun and hopefully a couple of laughs, i will also accomodate for you, and try to make this blog not boring, although i don't think i could make this blog boring because i'll give up meself.
Okay well, thats enough rambling for today, i'll leave you in peace now.
Oh, and for further note, my spelling and grammer is terrible, so please forgive the probably countless mistakes that will ensue, i am not an author, so therefore i don't have an editor or publisher, all i have is my brain, which can often let me down. In the words of my fomer English teacher: "She's not a natural speller, is she? "
Bon Voyage!
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