Today was a big day.
I had a mandatory 9 to 4 orientation session at the Nursing school that I’ll be going to beginning January 5th.
There wasn’t a lot to it really. It was a few things about requirements, uniforms, books and schedules along with a fair amount of “It’s going to be really, really hard, so be ready.” We also got a 5 minute tour of the lab.
There are around 40 students in the class and counted 7 or 8 guys. That seems pretty strong to me. At least one was leaving an auto company. Since it took me a year of taking pre-requisite classes with a bunch of other people who were going into nursing to get here I figured I would see some familiar faces. There was one, someone that was in my Organic Chemistry class a year ago, but that was it.
I was surprised to see her because she was set to enter this program last May. Apparently she had some medical issues that pushed her back several months. But I was glad to see someone I knew.
The whole thing wrapped up by 12:30 so I had a lot of time to myself. I went and got my student ID and parking permit and 5 school patches that I have to sew onto my scrubs and lab coat. I’m hoping the student ID will get me into movies cheaper now.
Then I went and bought some scrubs and a lab coat. And I got some new shoes, which Mona thinks look like old man shoes (they’re actually Rockports).
Everything I wear has to be white. No color anywhere. And no shirt under the scrubs. I’m going to look like an extra from M*A*S*H. But what the heck, right?
Taking the day off for school really seems to have gotten into my head. I really feel my time with my current employer coming to an end. I can see myself really starting to coast, and I am going to try and fight it. I want to try to go to the finish line if not strong, then at least under my own power. It’s getting harder. Tomorrow is a work day but I am just not feeling it. And with Thanksgiving next week there’s not going to be a lot to do.
I plan on resigning on December 8th with my last day on the 19th. That means 9 working days before I quit and 19 before I turn in my laptop and ID badge.
I still have some mixed emotions. There’s excitement in starting something new, nervousness about completing the program, mild worry about the effect this will all have at home, and a tiny bit of regret over quitting my job.
I expect it’s all pretty common place, but there it is.
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5 comments:
That is excellent - nursing sounds really interesting. My husband's cousin is a nurse (and a man, by the way) so I don't think it is uncommon anymore.
Just if you see any women in your training with long nails, remind them of the catheter situation - yikes! Long nail + nursing = pain for patients.
I always hated quitting jobs too, but sometimes you don't have a choice. This sounds like a better bet and nurses are always in demand - gotta love the job security. That is why I am where I am.
Good luck. I always think I would enjoy the nursing field, then I remember I don't like to touch people and *poof* - there goes that thought.
Alex- job security is hte biggest motivator for me. I've come too close too many times in sales. And with the economy in Detroit right now I think I'm getting while the getting is good.
ETW- Frankly sick people kind of creep me out. If things go well I'll only do a little bit o that before I move into administration or back into sales, but in medical equipment/devices. My third choice is to work on the MedEvac chopper. Those helmets are soooo cool!
Very cool, Jorge! I'm impressed at your return to school.
BTW, no eye patch for Mom. I was so looking forward to making pirate jokes at her expense, too.
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