Looked Good On Paper

So week 1 of school is done. I have a nice teacher and the class is really small which is a good thing. I was really nervous the first day, since I didn’t know what to expect, but now is a lot better, at least until we start our clinical in a couple of weeks! For what we’ve been taught so far I know I don’t want to do the CNA route for a long time and this week I decided which kind of nurse I want to be.

See, when I first started to seriously consider this career, I wanted to work with kids. I wanted to be a Pediatric Nurse, maybe work in the NICU. This was while Conner was with us. After he passed away I knew I couldn’t do that. I couldn’t work with little kids, seeing them on the hospital beds, with tubes coming out of them, getting sicker, or even getting better. I just can’t do that. All these memories would flood my mind all the time. You can’t work like that. You’re supposed to leave your personal life at home, not bring it to work with you.

So I decided to become a Surgical Nurse. I’m excited! I know that’s what I want, and I know how much study will be involved and I can’t wait to get started on Nursing School, but that’s a whole other thing on it’s own. I don’t care if it takes me 10 years to finish, I’m doing it! And thank you for your encouraging comments, you guys are great friends.