After licking my metaphorical wounds for four months I reached out to the graduate school.
I learned I was dropped after getting a C. Which I expected.
I learned I would have to reapply to the school. Which I did.
I learned that I would have to resubmit a bunch of paperwork, such as a new CPR card, another copy of my nursing license, my flu vaccination record. Which I did.
What I didn’t learn was if my scholarship that I had just received was terminated. If it had been, I will be reapplying.
What I didn’t learn, yet, is if I’ve been re-accepted into the program.
I hope it is as easy as I was led to believe.
Because I am not done yet.