i have wanted to be a nurse since i was four years old. i was the kid in the neighborhood who always had band-aids and cotton balls and iodine. All my friends came to me to fix their boo-boos.
My parents told me i wasn't smart enough and didn't get good enough grades to be a nurse.
I am a single parent of two girls. Worked part-time putting myself through nursing school. Paid every dime out of my own pocket with the exception of $500.00 that jtpa paid for uniforms and books.
The job is heartbreaking, and has long hours, and no glory at all unless its the look of gratitude that a resident or patient gives you without saying a word. The pay isn't anything to write home about, considering the responsibilities of the job.
But I love what we do, and wouldn't choose any other career to be in. I'm still that four year old at heart.