So how is it that I became a nurse?
I have thought about this question and been asked this many times. While only God knows the way he laid out the path for me to come to do nursing as a profession, I'll do my best to explain it to you.
I think back to getting bit in the face by a dog. I ended up in the hospital for a couple of days. I have fond memories of the care I was given. Maybe it was the pain meds? Whatever it was, it stuck with me. One day I was working at the store when one of our employees came in with a green pinstriped shirt on. I asked her why she was wearing that. She said she was entered into the nursing program at the local college up the street. We talked a bit and I asked her to bring me some paperwork on it. I looked it over and talked with my wife about it. I was attracted to the idea of having a profession where you help other people all the time and get paid for it. The salary of a nurse was pretty good at the time also and I needed to do something that could support my whole family in the future. WE talked and prayed about it and examined the possible road ahead. Could I do it? I would have to work full time and do school, and arrange my schedule around work or vice versa, and what about the children? Well, we felt it was right. Let's go towards it but not necessarily enter the program as there was a 2 year waiting list to get in! So I took the prerequisite courses slowly. First semester was only two classes; biology and chemistry. If I had to say two courses that I think I would fail at, it was these two. I did not like science in high school. I made it through. I won't tell you all the other courses except to tell you of my experience taking an accelerated one month course during the summer called microbiology. It was during this course of 4 plus weeks that I missed a full week because I came down with .......................The chicken pox! It was horrendous! I got it from my children whom a week before I was comforting through their bouts of chicken pox because I was CERTAIN that I had them as a kid! When I mad it back to class, I discovered that the week I missed was on infections like,..............The chicken pox! I was able to pass that class anyway thank God due to her teaching style of new material every week. Four tests counted and we could drop the fifth. She let me drop the one I missed. I entered the nursing program having all of my prerequisites out of the way. My brother Billy assisted me through all of my schooling by adjusting the work schedule so I could attend my classes. Thank God for him. Well, I made it through.
I know this has changed from why did I become a nurse to HOW. Sorry about that; I just got on a roll. Someday I'll tell you about my graduation day.....
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