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And the result is........

Ok ...

I am back from the appointment with the college counselor...

There's a 2yr waiting list for the LPN program...

But not all is lost...

I am now thinking of enrolling under a Business Management Program, which I could start this fall - then take the General Ed classes that are needed for most degrees...which will also allow me time to figure out the direction I want to go in....continue on with Business Management or change direction...either way I get classes and credits under my belt.

It's a start, right?

So that's what I am going to do - now all I need to do is pass the pre-admission testing - the Compass tests in writing, reading, and math -

That test will be Aug 5th - the only one that leaves me nervous is the math test -pre-algebra, UGH!

I will qualify for the Pell grant, and may even for a few more grants and scholarships - so basically a free education - who can pass that up?

Considering my situation, they may also waive testing fees and admission costs -

So that's where I am at -my next path -

Geez - my house is gonna go to sh$t - UGH - I've already warned the boys they will need to step up to the plate when I do all of this..school...working (maybe even 2 jobs) ...

In a way it's kinda exciting - it's momentum in an economy that's standing still......

Comments

Gin said…
Oh this is wonderful! I am glad you are not letting the waiting list deter you! That's the spirit!
Just Be Real said…
Wow! That is great. I know that nurses seem to always be in short supply. So once you get your degree, you will be needed I am sure. Glad for you dear one.

Yes, take your business majors and then you can transfer those grades towards your nursing degree.

You are never too old to learn. I received my BA late in my 30's.

Thanks for the good news!
Unknown said…
Good for you - I'm doing the same this year (since I'm unemployed, the state will cover 1 year's tuition) and am terrified.
Now, if I could just make myself get off my ass and take the next step (meet with counselor) I'll be good.

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