medical school
I once had a professor tell me that from the time you start college and the time you finish, you inadvertently become a different person.
I've been in college for going on close to 6 years.
I've changed my major a total of 4 times, and still am constantly second guessing myself of whether or not nursing is the best choice for me. I'm stubborn. I'm sensitive. I'm insensitive. I'm a bitch (at times). I'm hard headed. I'm independent. I was the little girl that had an ongoing battle with her mother every single morning on what I would be wearing to school that day. (I typically won...my poor mother.) Am a I nurse? I'm thinking no. I work in clinical settings with nurses and nursing students and I feel like an outcast, a wrench...anything but a nurse. I was giving a 77 year old man a physical at the OPC in Rochester last week....he had perfect blood pressure, perfect vitals...he was passing every single test I threw at him...then I found it. I found the one thing that could mean whether or not he would live the next ten years. He had a positive Romberg's test, a staggered gait and almost fainted with standing at one point....Cerebellum problems...cranial nerve problems...something of the sort. He looked at me and realized it himself that there was something wrong. What could I do to help him, to lend him some medical advice? NOTHING. I'm a nurse, I care for people, I make people comfortable. I don't save lives. I don't offer my medical opinion...and I realized for about the 5th time last week that I need more....I need to know why everything happens, I need to delegate, I need to be at the front of the line...not the end of the receiving line.
So here I am stuck. I'm finishing my bachelors absolutely. I will graduate with a Bachelors of Science in Nursing...but here I am again. Another 4 years (at least) for medical school...but for once...I really think this might be right for me.
I'm young, Bryan and I don't have kids yet...its the perfect time.
So as for what my professor told me...we'll see...in about 5-6 years.
I've been in college for going on close to 6 years.
I've changed my major a total of 4 times, and still am constantly second guessing myself of whether or not nursing is the best choice for me. I'm stubborn. I'm sensitive. I'm insensitive. I'm a bitch (at times). I'm hard headed. I'm independent. I was the little girl that had an ongoing battle with her mother every single morning on what I would be wearing to school that day. (I typically won...my poor mother.) Am a I nurse? I'm thinking no. I work in clinical settings with nurses and nursing students and I feel like an outcast, a wrench...anything but a nurse. I was giving a 77 year old man a physical at the OPC in Rochester last week....he had perfect blood pressure, perfect vitals...he was passing every single test I threw at him...then I found it. I found the one thing that could mean whether or not he would live the next ten years. He had a positive Romberg's test, a staggered gait and almost fainted with standing at one point....Cerebellum problems...cranial nerve problems...something of the sort. He looked at me and realized it himself that there was something wrong. What could I do to help him, to lend him some medical advice? NOTHING. I'm a nurse, I care for people, I make people comfortable. I don't save lives. I don't offer my medical opinion...and I realized for about the 5th time last week that I need more....I need to know why everything happens, I need to delegate, I need to be at the front of the line...not the end of the receiving line.
So here I am stuck. I'm finishing my bachelors absolutely. I will graduate with a Bachelors of Science in Nursing...but here I am again. Another 4 years (at least) for medical school...but for once...I really think this might be right for me.
I'm young, Bryan and I don't have kids yet...its the perfect time.
So as for what my professor told me...we'll see...in about 5-6 years.