Blog Your Way Into a Nursing Scholarship
“SHHOOOOOWWWWW MMMEEEEEEE THE NURSING SCHOLARSHIP MONEY!!!!!!!!!!!
Well, OK, Tom. All you had to do was ask. Can’t say that I blame Tom for getting so fired up. Finding FREE money is exciting, especially when you are a nursing student.
I am very lucky to have great companies sponsoring Nurse Ratched’s Place, and two of my sponsors are offering nursing scholarships to nurse bloggers. First up is Scrubs Gallery. They are offering $1000 to any nurse who writes about their life as a nurse. Really! There’s no catch. All you need is a blog and a life. I read nursing blogs every day and you guys are writing great stuff. Check out the Scrubs Gallery website for all of the details. Next up is the Valuecare, Valuenurses scholarship. They want to find a superstar RN blogger to write about critically important nurse issues this election year. That superstar will receive a $1000 scholarship, and will be featured on the Valuecare, Valuenurses website. Everyone has an opinion during an election, so start writing. Valuecare, Valuenurses wants to hear from you. 
Check these scholarships out before Tom starts jumping on the furniture again.
posted by Mother Jones RN at 7:07 PM
4 Comments:
Stop Tom jumping!
Could someone tell Crazy TomCat that it is quiet time?? shhhhhsh. Maybe the Dog Whisperer could. Now that's an Oprah show I would watch--the Dog Whisperer training TomCat:>)
Cool idea, but since I prefer to remain semi-anonymous, $1000 ain't enough to come out.
Too many axes would be chasing after me!
I think some of those students out there should go for it, though. $1000 is a good amount of fees and books.
Hi ya'll! Truth is stranger than fiction, and anyone who's a nurse knows that's true.
I'm retired now and don't need a scholarship to nursing or any other school, but if any of you young folks are so inspired, my name is Maris and feel free to use my story. It's true, believe it or not.
I worked nights in the ICU of a small suburban hospital, but this particular night had been pulled to the ER. Things were thankfully very calm. All of a sudden, though, a car screeched up to the ambulance intrance and 3 or 4 people got out crying and yelling "You've got to help grandpa! He's not breathing!"
We hurriedly got grandpa out of their back seat and, just as they'd said, he wasn't breathing, nor did he have a pulse. The doctors and all 3 of us nurses worked feverishly on him for the next 45 minutes. He was intubated, had a central line placed, ABG's were drawn, dozens of drugs were given, all the while CPR was continued. Finally, it was obvious there was no getting him back.
We cleaned him up a bit and the doctor had the family come in to tell them the sad news. It was grandpa's time, and there was nothing we could do to save him.
The family, teary eyed, thanked the doctor and nurses for their efforts, then said...
... are you ready??
"That's what they told us at the other hospital, but we wanted a second opinion."
I'm not kidding and neither were they. We phoned the other hospital, about 40 minutes away, and they'd been pulling their hair out trying to figure out how their DOA grandpa left the ER AMA!!
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