Same story, different degree

So, I couldn’t leave well enough alone. I’m back at university, this time pursuing the somewhat elusive advanced practice nursing degree. Clinical Nurse Specialist to be exact. I was attending a reputable onliine program, but when my local university extended their application deadline, I decided on a whim to apply there. I wasn’t happy with my current school, and while I can’t say this will be better, they do set up clinical placements, so there is less begging.

Previously on…

I was accepted to the online Master’s program and also started a new job at the wound clinic at my community hospital. I started classes in January , but after a single quarter, I became discouraged by the program’s lack of rigor. A local university happened to extend its application deadline, so after looking into their CNS program, I put together an application. I was accepted for Fall admission. Meanwhile, I am finishing up the quarter at my current school, working at our insanely busy clinic up to 50 hours a week, and struggling to figure out where the heck I should go from here.

NIH Stroke Scale Training


Any nurse that encounters acute stroke patients on a regular basis should consider this training. The NIH Stroke Scale is a critical component of acute stroke assessment, and proper administration is essential for validity. Many hospitals require the training to administer the tool at all. The American Stroke Association, in conjunction with the American Academy of Neurology and the National Institute of Neurological Disorders and Stroke developed this online training program for healthcare professionals to learn or review how to administer the NIH Stroke Scale for acute stroke assessment. The training uses footage of actual stroke patients. You can find the training at The online training is still free as of this posting.

Same Story, Different Degree

Ok, so I couldn’t leave well enough alone. 

I completed my application to graduate school yesterday. Waiting for an acceptance letter is absolutely the worst part of going back to school. It brings up all my old issues about not being good enough. I have eight to twelve weeks to wait for an admission decision. It just might kill me.