I dread going to clinicals. Every night before clinicals I have trouble sleeping because I have this awful fear that I am going to do something that will harm one of my patients. On the way to clinicals there is a knot in my stomach that seems to grow tighter the closer I get to the hospital. Am I going to make a complete fool of myself today? Am I going to get stuck working with a nurse who hates me the second she hears she has a student nurse? Am I even going to see the RN assigned to my patient, or is she going to assume I can actually handle everything? Will something make me throw up or pass out? Will something make me cry? All of these thoughts cycle through my mind before I even unlock the car door. Some days do end up being as bad as I feared. Others end up being even worse. Fortunately, the majority of the days end up being amazing. I have seen the faces of people as they meet their child for the very first time. I have been there when test results come back showing that everything is going to be ok. I have been the comic relief in tense situations (and I am usually not trying to be funny- I just happen to do a lot of stupid things when I am nervous), and I have been the needed friend when someone thought they were all alone. Although life during clinical rotations is stressful and hectic, I miss it during periods that we don’t have clinicals (such as now through July 10th). I’m sure you guys miss it too, because I don’t really have much to write about when I’m not making a fool of myself in front of doctors, patients, and my instructors. Don’t worry, in a few weeks that awful knot and my embarrassing stories will be back!