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I can't believe I'm graduating tomorrow. It seems like just yesterday that I was walking into Techniques class and staring at 23 strangers (well, I met 2 of them at orientation) plus a professor who didn't smile at all that first day. I was scared I wouldn't make any friends which I'm sure was completely immature for an almost 35 year old woman. And now it's over. I made several friends and quite a few acquaintances. I did some things I'd never ever thought I'd do and gained a huge number of skills. I dealt with some very unpleasant situations in my personal life, at school, and at clinicals without letting any of it hold me back or break me down. I cried a bit and laughed a lot. I did something extraordinary.
I don't feel like a nurse yet. Well, okay, maybe there have been some clinicals (especially at the end) where I felt like I was almost there. I know I have a long way to go. And I'm okay with that. I know that nursing is an ongoing learning process. I'm nowhere near done with school, either. This is just the first step.
I have so much hope for the future.
I don't feel like a nurse yet. Well, okay, maybe there have been some clinicals (especially at the end) where I felt like I was almost there. I know I have a long way to go. And I'm okay with that. I know that nursing is an ongoing learning process. I'm nowhere near done with school, either. This is just the first step.
I have so much hope for the future.