Confessions of a Student Nurse: How I Survived My First Year Exams, Clinicals, Cadaver Lab, Learning To Give Shots and Nursing Instructors Who Eat Their Own Young (Sugar Girls Book 1)

| February 4, 2016

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Confessions of a Student Nurse: How I Survived My First Year Exams, Clinicals, Cadaver Lab, Learning To Give Shots and Nursing Instructors Who Eat Their Own Young (Sugar Girls Book 1)

UPDATED 12/04/2014: Readers requested; Marie listened! Updated version now includes extra ending chapter. If you have purchased the older version, you came receive a free update by setting your performance to allow automatic updates in “Manage Your Device” in Amazon or by chatting with customer service in “contact us” for assistance!

If Marie was a cartoon character, she would be the one the anvil drops on and after she twinkled her little pancake self out from under the anvil she would be hit with a piano… then an ACME safe… and a couple of boulders. So naturally when she started nursing school, her family and friends wanted to keep tabs on her. Had Facebook been invented, she would have just updated her status… boom… end of story. But Facebook wasn’t invented, and neither were blogs. Marie began using e-mail to send out quick newsletters. These newsletters were being printed off,photocopied, posted in hospital break-rooms, left in nurses lounges, passed around nurses stations, read on buses, put in scrapbooks, and read over coffee during study breaks. Requests to “subscribe” to her newsletter came in from all over the country… along with requests for back copies. The trouble was there were no back copies. Marie had never saved them until that point. This short book

contains 15 newsletters from the 1999-2000 academic year beginning with Marie’s

dignified first day in the core program and ending with her flapping her arms like a

chicken in the middle of finals. In between, she learned to give shots (someone started humming the theme from Psycho), dodged a barrage of flying eyeballs (slippery little suckers), and survived cadaver lab (some things a girl just has to share with her mother). So pop this literary snack out of the Amazon vending machine and enjoy a little break. These are the stories that had laughing readers choking on their coffee and demanding more.

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