being a nurse

I love my job, weird to actually hear someone say that, I know, but yes, I love my job.  I only work 3 days a week, my commute isn't too bad, and I love my little cardiac babies.  I did not always like nursing, though the majority of nursing school I would frequently remind my mother (who told me to purse a career in nursing) that this is what she told me to do with my life, especially when we spent an entire day in school learning how to give a bed bath, change beds with a person in its, and make a lovely mitt out of a washcloth.  Thanks Mom! My mother, who has loved her career as a nurse and all the various challenges and variety you can find, frequently reminded me that it gets better.  My first job, in adult med/surg was miserable to say the least, there were many days that it took everything in me just to get up and go to work.  My mom was right though, it gets better. All it took for me was applying for a different position.  Although I love my job I often wonder what I would have done had it not been nursing.  I am 25 years old, I have been working as a nurse for almost 3 years.  From the time I was a freshman in college my plan in life was already set.  Yes, with my BSN I have a job that pays our bills and I still have many options still open to change from bedside nursing to education, or management before even having to go back to school.  I am sure there are a lot of people who would love to be in my position but because of my always following a plan I have taken a lot of mystery out of life.  There is a large part of me that would love to start over with college, maybe do nursing, maybe something else.  I have always had a desire to go back to school but with John in medical school it is really easy for me to just sit back forget about all my previous goals.  I know that "life happens" there is no predicting what will be right at every point in life.  For now, I am happy with my job, happy with my life, although I have a desire to do something else there is no rush right now.

Spring Break!!

Wooohoo!! Counting down the hours until John is out for spring break.  This week off is a much deserved break from all the stress of the classroom for all of the medical students.  Not that they wont still study but there will not be the same pressure that they are currently under, plus, spring break marks half way through their final semester as M1s at OUWB.  Enjoy this week, it is well deserved.  Now I need to figure out a way for nurses to get a spring break.

It really is a nice Wednesday! It has been in the 60's, although the hurricane force winds makes it feel significantly cooler but at least its sunny.  To kick of the spring that I know is truly months away I decided to take our dog to a local nature trail to get in some of that lovely spring air.  This nature walk turned into a mud bog so tack on two more things to my todo list: wash dog, wash tub.  I did manage do drag my lack of energy butt out for a job and I have been spending to rest of the day cleaning and getting caught up on all the stuff I put off last week.  I am sure there are many women out there that would appreciate a day like this, to feel caught up on the daily upkeep, spend a little time outside, peruse a magazine in the down time.  I actually have days like this a lot seeing as how I only work 3 nights a week.  I do love not working a normal m-f 9-5 job, it allows for me to be home more.  But don't be jealous because the problem is that DH is the studying...all the time.  We knew this when we sat down to discuss the potential negatives of this lifestyle, but man do they study a lot.  On good days when I am home John will get back from campus around 6, we have a quick dinner, and then he pulls out the books, bad days he stays on campus all night.  Around exam time he leaves for campus Saturday morning and comes back home Monday after the test.  With DH being away so much it gets pretty lonely, not unbearable but to the point where I spend my day talking to the dog and looking up fun things we can do together.  The biggest thing is that I need to find something to do with my time, it used to be shopping but that got to be a costly habit.