I nearly got one year left until I can consider myself REGISTERED NURSE. If I look back at my last year at OUR school and the atmosphere that was around I see parallels and things in common.
Last week I looked at some of my mp3 files and videos I collected of my musical influences. I did the same with my favourite pc games and despite I know how old Iam I saw the years flewing by. I can remember my first day in 11th grade like it was yesterday, and sometimes I miss those days of leisure and fun.
Also I can remember the first course in my nursing class and my first ward, everything was new and everything was a challenge, some things are a challenge even today. Some people see my sidestep in nursing as a waste of time. I don’t think so, how much I hate that I cannot give patients the care they need, I absolutely love beeing a nurse.
My questionable future comes more closer next year. My training is over, next year I’m a professional and next year I have to make all the choices involved. But next year I have to make some decent career choices and that involves a lot of planning and even luck, what comes next, where will I be? Things were much more “safe” three years ago were I was in a comparable situation.
The challenges came to me automaticly, I had nothing I could rest on, no further job training and no further qualification. I needed something. Now I can see things much more relaxed, I have a job in which I can make money, I have a safe place where I currently reside.
The next challenge is not the challenge itself. I have to put myself in the line to attend this challenge, I could rest on my R.N. and say “What the fuck, relax you have a job and a training” but it would not be me, it would be somebody else but not me!
Years ago, everything was fascinating and new to me and my friends. We tried things out and made memories together…we went through a lot of shit and a lot of fun. Nothing too glamourous but we lived our lives.
Now these lives are a lot more…linear. We all have to put us under some kind of authority and we all have to put our lives in some kind of order. Something we never thought about 10 years ago…we all had our dreams and our plans but they were so far away.
I see the last years of my parents in the active job lives. My mother is retired and my step-father is in his final years. He is not in the position to change the world. They are not overall happy with the paths they have chosen, they are struggling with job related health issues and their live is a blurry, continouus substance. Something that I never want to do in my life…but talking is good, acting is different.
Let’s face the daily challenge again^^
Stephan
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