Posts before this date are from a different era. An era before nursing school. A time when I lived in my parent’s basement and wallowed in some self-pity.
I deleted the majority of them but kept a few. They are not very nursing-oriented, but a good look at what it is like to live in your parents basement while you take science classes at a local community college, trying to get into nursing school [and decide if you even want to go].
