Attack of the Butterflies

Hurrah for the end of the year! Now even though classes finished a month ago and clinicals finished last week, I’m still as student as far as my uni is concerned. Well, if you’ve already looked on the events list on the right, you’ll see that come Sunday that won’t be the case anymore.

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I’ve just checked out the list of graduands on my uni’s website, and let me tell you, that was the most nervous I’ve been this month. Butterflies in my tummy, tingling arms, the works. It was either an attack of the nerves or a stroke… or both, we won’t be able to tell till morning.

Anyway, I was really glad to see that my name was on the list since I’ve spent the last couple of days worrying that I might not graduate because of some small and probably insignificant matter. If I had to pick the possibility that I worried over the most, it would be that I had failed a subject due to not passing an essay (Ethics), and would have to rewrite the essay to the criteria that the lecturer had specificed and resubmit it. Doesn’t sound so bad does it? But the thing that really got me worried was that I might have failed it, and not gotten the letters telling me that I had. Which would mean that I wouldn’t redo the essay, wouldn’t hand it in again, and would fail the subject and my nursing course, which would mean that I would not graduate this year. Scary huh?

Happily for me, the list of graduands says that I’ll be walking up that platform on Sunday and receiving that piece of paper that says I’m qualified to look after sick people who are in life threatening conditions.

Ok, now I’m nervous again.