Man, I wish I could hug you, I promptly departed from a nursing program--this was during the aftermath of C19 hysteria, so last summer. Graduated cum laude from a prestigious university in ‘08, but decided that the bars & restaurants I worked at during college-years....well, they were still around, and I sure as shit did not know what t…
Man, I wish I could hug you, I promptly departed from a nursing program--this was during the aftermath of C19 hysteria, so last summer. Graduated cum laude from a prestigious university in ‘08, but decided that the bars & restaurants I worked at during college-years....well, they were still around, and I sure as shit did not know what to do with a degree that funnels grads into law school, or think tanks. Mmm, no thanks, politics is dirty, dirty business, me thinks. I was salty, very salty, over the war-mongers masquerading as elected officials.... hence, years go back, being burnt out from the late nights & smelling booze stuck in my hair from the vigorous shakey-shakey of serving (quite delicious) margaritas and mojitos.
So I was psyched to get to work in health care in 2017/2018, flew threw the prerequisites, scored high on the hesi (this is not to brag, but to express the caliber of my efforts).... then, the psyop-power grab-money-grab death cult stepped in, front & center.
The nursing students in my cohort were decent kids, but.....basic math? Their brains turned into mush. Basic anatomy/physio? What, the pancreas is....a digestive organ, but also....has little clusters of cells that...are involved in a hormone?!...INSULIN?
This is the caliber. This is what is happening, to kids who have no idea that their instructors are indoctrinating them to comply, comply, comply. Classic brainwashing tactics. It was disgusting, I felt disgusted in myself for being so foolish. I wanted to hug those kids and whisper in their ears “run, now.”
That same program was requiring all clinical students to submit paperwork that they were fully foxed with experimental injections. My family - all doctors, surgeons, nurses. They DO care about their patients, especially my father....he retired two years ago from private practice. I believe the lightbulbs have been going off for some time, especially when I pressed them: “Have you read any of the studies, at all? Or are you basing your decisions on pure hearsay? From your OWN doctors? Are you not concerned at how this all went down, the coordinated effort of the drug-pushers that permeate the field with propaganda-pieces, ad nauseum?....with no end in sight?” My SIL pushed the junk with the confidence of, well, THE EXPERTS!
Nursing programs are garbage, at least in the present-day. They tell you to think critically, beating that into your head. Yeah, no shit, was my mental-note. “You have to think CRITICALLY, but here’s the catch: not too critically, or you will see through the charade, and begin to question things that we don’t want you to question, but think critically about all the good you are doing for the sick & suffering...” Yes, indeed, insufferable.
Ha, indeed it was an honorable profession, unfortunately it is tainted possibly beyond repair. I work at a community college one-on-one with students struggling academically. Much more rewarding, in my opinion.
I make a mean margarita. Fresh limes, a fresh squeeze of an orange, good sugar-cane syrup, lots of tequila, a bit of Cointreau......chefs kiss. Shakey-shakey! Strain over ice.
Man, I wish I could hug you, I promptly departed from a nursing program--this was during the aftermath of C19 hysteria, so last summer. Graduated cum laude from a prestigious university in ‘08, but decided that the bars & restaurants I worked at during college-years....well, they were still around, and I sure as shit did not know what to do with a degree that funnels grads into law school, or think tanks. Mmm, no thanks, politics is dirty, dirty business, me thinks. I was salty, very salty, over the war-mongers masquerading as elected officials.... hence, years go back, being burnt out from the late nights & smelling booze stuck in my hair from the vigorous shakey-shakey of serving (quite delicious) margaritas and mojitos.
So I was psyched to get to work in health care in 2017/2018, flew threw the prerequisites, scored high on the hesi (this is not to brag, but to express the caliber of my efforts).... then, the psyop-power grab-money-grab death cult stepped in, front & center.
The nursing students in my cohort were decent kids, but.....basic math? Their brains turned into mush. Basic anatomy/physio? What, the pancreas is....a digestive organ, but also....has little clusters of cells that...are involved in a hormone?!...INSULIN?
This is the caliber. This is what is happening, to kids who have no idea that their instructors are indoctrinating them to comply, comply, comply. Classic brainwashing tactics. It was disgusting, I felt disgusted in myself for being so foolish. I wanted to hug those kids and whisper in their ears “run, now.”
That same program was requiring all clinical students to submit paperwork that they were fully foxed with experimental injections. My family - all doctors, surgeons, nurses. They DO care about their patients, especially my father....he retired two years ago from private practice. I believe the lightbulbs have been going off for some time, especially when I pressed them: “Have you read any of the studies, at all? Or are you basing your decisions on pure hearsay? From your OWN doctors? Are you not concerned at how this all went down, the coordinated effort of the drug-pushers that permeate the field with propaganda-pieces, ad nauseum?....with no end in sight?” My SIL pushed the junk with the confidence of, well, THE EXPERTS!
Nursing programs are garbage, at least in the present-day. They tell you to think critically, beating that into your head. Yeah, no shit, was my mental-note. “You have to think CRITICALLY, but here’s the catch: not too critically, or you will see through the charade, and begin to question things that we don’t want you to question, but think critically about all the good you are doing for the sick & suffering...” Yes, indeed, insufferable.
What are you doing now? I love Margaritas.
And I agree, it is scary and insufferable being involved in the medical field, it used to be honorable. It is good you got out while you could.
Ha, indeed it was an honorable profession, unfortunately it is tainted possibly beyond repair. I work at a community college one-on-one with students struggling academically. Much more rewarding, in my opinion.
I make a mean margarita. Fresh limes, a fresh squeeze of an orange, good sugar-cane syrup, lots of tequila, a bit of Cointreau......chefs kiss. Shakey-shakey! Strain over ice.
Nice. Saving our future generation, kudos. And no doubt those kids crave some one on one time w/someone that cares. Mentoring is powerful.
With each and every passing day I could use one of those Margaritas! Sounds soooo good.
Great! When is happy hour??? Ole!!!