Do you remember the moment?

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When you decided to go to nursing school and become a nurse? I know not everyone has necessarily experienced a specific moment that made them want to be a nurse, but some of us have. I had forgotten mine for a little while trying to get through the grind. But my mom reminded me recently. (I didn't truly forget)

It was when I was pregnant with my first daughter. I was in labor at home for 13 hours before going to the hospital. I was in pain and choose to have and epidural. It did not go well. (We later found out that my epidural space is shallower than it should be for my height and weight) So I ended up leaking spinal fluid and it was 45 min of pure torture of them trying to get the epidural in. I felt everything they were doing back there and was severely contracting on top of that, my parents heard me screaming down the hall. One of the nurses in the room grabbed me by my elbows and very calmly but firmly said, "Stop. You need to breath and calm down." She put a vomit pan in front of me because I told her felt like I was going to puke. She took breaths with me and held my arms until the epidural was in.

This was my moment!

Followed by many others.

The home care nurse that convinced my family to get me to go get a blood patch two days later after the above birth.

The ICU nurses that took incredible care of my dad when he became septic and spiked to 109F.

Watching a coworker seize and remaining calm and yearning to know the correct thing to do.

The nurse aides and techs that cared for my combative grandma in a nursing home.

The nurse practitioners I saw while pregnant with my second daughter that listened to me and were genuine despite their patient volume.

These moments keep me going.

What's yours? :)

Specializes in Neuroscience.

I always knew what I wanted to do. Had a scholarship to Ball State University, and I knew (it was in my heart) that I was going to major in literature. I was going to continue school for my masters and then my doctorate. My mother used to ask me what I was going to do with a degree in literature, and I told her you could do anything with a college degree. Especially something as vital to the arts as literature!

I had that job after I finished my bachelors...working at Taco Bell as a manager. The arts is a wonderful thing in THEORY, just not in actuality. Becoming an adult and realizing that life isn't always fair was humbling. I could not afford my masters, I was newly married, and I worked 60 hours a week. It wasn't possible.

Life happened. Husband was offered a new job, I had a child and was able to be a stay-at-home mom for the last six years. I decided to go back to school for radiology, and I excelled at anatomy and physiology. I don't mean I did well, I mean I am so competitive that I *HAD* to have the highest grade. And while the Taco Bell job may not have been the best, it was high stress and I have to admit, I loved that aspect. Radiology didn't even seem that high stress, and research didn't give me hope concerning the availability of a job.

So in a bold move, I talked to my younger sister who has been a nurse for 8 years. I hate the idea of following in her steps, but I swallowed my pride and talked to her about her job. I came here and read thread after thread, I did the CNA course and the clinicals associated with it and found I liked it. I liked the interactions with the patients.

I love that some people have that incredible moment where they know they'll be a nurse. I had to sit outside our testing center for a spot to open for the NLN so I would have it to submit the next day (the date our admissions packet was due) for nursing. My packet was turned in on the last day. I didn't even think I would be accepted, as the program is highly competitive, but I was. I know this is for nursing students, and while I can't officially call myself that until August 21st, this is my story. It's not heartwarming and it's not pretty. However, having a BS in literature, I can assure you that some of the best stories are not pretty. Hopefully mine will have a great ending...I am a sucker for a good ending.

Cheers!

I am going to say the thing that nurses aren't supposed to say... when I was growing up, I wanted to be a doctor. From the time I was old enough to walk, my parents said that being a doctor was the only thing I ever talked about. I started college in a pre-med program, and 2 weeks after I received my med school acceptance letter, my mother was diagnosed with stage 4 brain cancer. I quickly learned that her doctors were jerks and the ones who cared for us, watched over us, answered our silly questions, were the nurses. I realized that I wasn't any less smart for being a nurse, and it was the caring aspect I really was drawn to! I put my dreams on hold for 20 years, and I will graduate in December, and I have never regretted my decision!

Specializes in Reproductive & Public Health.

Ha. Mine was when I realized that I couldn't make a living being a certified professional midwife (CPM). This was after 4 years of direct entry midwifery school (paid for by my parents) and maybe 1 or 2 years of practicing. The pay is shockingly low, the hours are horrible, and unless you live in the rare state that mandates insurance reimbursement (I did!), you have a very limited ability to care for low income or indigent women. So when I moved back to New England, I went back to school to get my RN so I could become a CNM.

That was a rude awakening, but I consider it one of the major steps I took towards becoming an independent adult. I stopped living in lala hippy land and made a conscious decision to pursue a career that would allow me to support my family.

eta- finishing my MSN this summer and starting nurse-midwifery school in the fall!

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