I love getting yelled at

Well, its been almost a month.  Things are going a little smoother (this week).  summer is almost here and I won't have to see these so called classmates for a while.  I have also been fortunate to be graced with another instructor, who by the way, is not moody.  Who knew that nursing school could be so much easier when you have an instructor who doesn't yell or roll her eyes at you while you are trying to learn.  My favorite, though is when all these people in my clinical group try to talk to me and ask for help during rotation after being too cool s***heads at school.  If you are in program or you once went through a program like this, you know exactly what I am talking about; if you don't know, you are or you were one of these s***heads.  Most of my patients have been somewhat decent.  Most have had surgery like gallbladder removals and prostate removals; one was blind, renal failure and did not speak any english-this was a bit challenging;  but my favorite was a patient with dementia, contractures, decubs all over his backside, DM,  and never wanted to be touched.  Every time I needed to do something for him he would yell help, don't touch me, tell me to F off, get my goddamn hands off him.  Only when I needed to feed him, he was fine.  I never thought I would get yelled at by a patient before an instructor. Anyways, everything else has been ok, I keep my distance except for the few people I call cool in my class.  With this last patient, I did my first tube feeding for medications and my first accu-check.  I was pretty exciting even though the patient didn't think so.  so long for now