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<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><id>tag:thestudentnurse.blog.co.uk,2009-11-11:/</id><title>For The Love Of Nursing</title><link rel="self" href="http://thestudentnurse.blog.co.uk/feed/atom/posts/"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://thestudentnurse.blog.co.uk/"/><generator version="1.0">MokoFeed</generator><updated>2009-11-11T22:05:38+01:00</updated><entry><id>tag:thestudentnurse.blog.co.uk,2006-02-06:/2006/02/06/here_i_am~540304/</id><title>Here I am!</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://thestudentnurse.blog.co.uk/2006/02/06/here_i_am~540304/"/><author><name>thestudentnurse</name></author><published>2006-02-06T19:43:17+01:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T19:43:17+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Hi there!&lt;br&gt;
I'm a second year nursing student, well, almost third year. I only have one month left of second year,...thanks God for that!&lt;br&gt;
I've started this blog thingy to empty my thoughts somewhere...people around me is sick and tired of my course already. My boyfriend, a hypochondriac, can't bear to listen about anything to do with health, hospitals, disease...and so on. The rest of people I now are too busy having a good time, so the last thing they want to know is about how fed up I am with everything, and who can blame them?. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;At the moment I'm on the middle of a clinical placement, in a very busy ward, working shifts of 12.5 hours, 3-4 times a week. On top of that I work for a nursing agency, and I do 2 shifts a week.&lt;br&gt;
You can start to understand now why I'm so fed up, and why I need a good moan every so often. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I was off today, so I went to the library to get some books. I'm already preparing myself for the first essay of third year (it's never too early, especially when the topic is RESEARCH). &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Now, I'm going to do some tidying up (yes, at this time of the day), my flat has been grossly neglected lately, as I only have time and energy for work, bloody work. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Well folks, the duster and hoover are calling me. I'll see how I feel later, I may drop a few lines. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Take care.&lt;br&gt;
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