Thursday, May 14, 2015

Semester Two, Week Sixteen (Aka: The End)

I have completed my first year.

What inspiring words can I write? (None)

I've enjoyed the last nine months. It has been a tremendous amount of work, and required a lot of me, but I wouldn't trade it for anything.

I truly have given nursing school 100%, and am continually committed to graduating, and being a nurse who knows her stuff, and has compassion, integrity, strength, skill, and knowledge.

In the two days that I have officially been on summer break, I have come to realize how much better I feel without the pressure to study 24/7.

I've made some lasting friendships, have been offered a full-time position on a med-surg floor, I'm taking two summer courses, including one to officially begin my BSN.

I'm a better person now. I think more clearly, feel confident, feel smart, and the small stuff just doesn't phase me anymore. I'm half-way to becoming a nurse, and anticipate that the best is yet to come.

Monday, after my final, I joined my friend who is part of a medical group for pre-med and medical students. She graciously taught me how to suture (it's not as easy as it looks) and then these two Italian doctor's here on their residency asked if they could join us. They then proceeded to practice their anterior approach spinal surgery technique. I felt, in that moment, like this is it. I'm going to make it. I love the medical field, and the opportunities to learn that have been presented to me are innumerable and unforgettable.

I occasionally get glimpses into my future, and this is it; this is what I want. My relationship with Jesus will always come first, but He has made it know that this is where He wants me, and I am so content to be in the center of His will.

It is a beautiful thing.

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