As of this afternoon, I've accepted a three-week position in the High Huts up in the White Mountains...a real gem of an opportunity to do some SERIOUS hiking for three weeks while studying for my NCLEX exam. Also, I'll be the most medically qualified (but least experienced) croo member on my team.
The oddest part? My hutmaster (think "supervisor" or "lord and master") will be none other than my BROTHER. I'm actually looking forward to this. Though I may call him a bit of an idiot, or (justifiably) think that he's a bit off sometimes, I do know that he's one of the finest people working in the mountains anywhere in the world, and I'm actually enjoying working with him...though we'll see how that lasts if he starts saying unkind things about my cooking...
I took my last test of nursing school today, and really enjoyed the questions on disaster triage and communicable diseases. The rest was less fun, but triage is like a puzzle- which patient first? Red, Green, Yellow or Black? It's really quite fun to do on paper (disaster triage sounds like much less fun when you're actually saying that you cannot do CPR on someone due to lack of resources).
So all I have left of school now is three clinical days, and one very immense presentation on community health interventions in a Philadelphia Suburb.