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? :)

My next door neighbor was a nurse, I alway thought how cool and respectable of a career , I thought I was never smart enough to be a nurse. So I never pursued it or really told anyone about it.

Fast forward many years

My mom ended up in the hospital for 17 months straight, in and out for 3 years.

The whole time she was in the hospital I met some great and not so great nurses, I went everyday to see her.

While in a not so great rehab, waiting to get strong enough to get another surgery she had a MI , she needed 30 days to heal before the surgery, and didn't want to go to a rehab, so I took her to her apartment learned how to change her wound dressings, and her TPN.

I think the moment was when she and other nurses said I should be a nurse.

I never went to college,so I decided to go to LPN school , I graduated valedictorian took my boards on July 2nd, found out I passed on July 4th, and my mom was so proud of me.

Mom died on July 8th of a MI not expected, she was waiting for me to become a nurse.

I am now at LPN at a great rehab, on just finished my first semester of RN school.

Thank mom, you inspire me everyday.

Watching the home care nurse for my grandmother make her last days on this earth happy ones. She would do my grandma's hair, help her with her makeup all while still taking care of her and making sure she was comfortable and managing her pain since there was nothing left to do for her. This nurse was truly compassionate and she got such joy out of helping people for a living, I wanted the same.

All of you. Your passion, your drive... I wanted something to be passionate about. I was 19 and living on my own in a new city.

I was waiting tables when a customer started choking. I follow rules to point where it's annoying to people, and one rule at the restaurant was we were required to knew the Heimlich. I was the only one who heeded this rule. I helped him and the EMT gave me a high five and said I might have saved his life (I think she was just being nice lol).

From there I thought 'huh, maybe I could do this as a career.' I got my CNA certification and did home health and hospital work. The nurses I met changed my life, and showed me what it was like to love your job everyday. I've always loved making people smile, and helping when I could, so this is the logical next step for me... I got my ADN program acceptance letter today :-)

Also, some of these posts made me cry happy tears.

There are several things in my life that pointed me into the direction of nursing...I just didn't realize it at the time. I had wonderful, supportive nurses throughout the birth of my four children; I even called the hospital after the birth of my last child and expressed my gratitude to my labor nurse, she was awesome :) I do not have any siblings, so any time my parents had important doctor visits or were hospitalized I was the one that was there with them. My mom had asthma and COPD, and my dad had emphysema, COPD, and lung cancer that was in remission. I learned the in's and out's of both of their illnesses in order to educate them, and so I would be able to ask their doctors any questions. On a couple of occasions I even had their doctors or nurses ask me if I was in the health care field. I had no health care experience at all, I just wanted to be sure that my parents were receiving the best care possible. My dad passed away while mom and I held his hands, and mom passed four years later. I started working in a LTC facility doing laundry and witnessed great nurses and the not so great nurses. At 37 years old I realized that I wanted something more in my life. I will start my junior year of nursing school this fall and I know that my parents would be extremely proud of me :)

I have T1 diabetes and I've always volunteered and have been passionately involved in helping others with diabetes so I had thoughts of wanting to be a nutritionist in my head. I also have an extensive history of illness when I was younger - every infection and complication you can think of (won't go into it all here) - have been in the hospital, ICU and PCU units countless times. So over the years I sort of acquired a lot of medical knowledge from personal experience and I had always found it fascinating (excelled in sciences, particularly biology, in school).

I didn't think anything of it until one night when I saved a homeless woman's life on the A train in Manhattan (really long story but I literally carried her to the ER) - I'll never forget the next morning when I woke up and called the hospital to see if she was alive - I just sort of felt like it was my obligation, hard to explain. I believe applied to nursing school two months later.

Also, some of these posts made me cry happy tears.

Good point. Me too. We should all remember these when we meet THAT ONE PATIENT that makes us, for a tiny minute, wonder why the hell we're doing this in the first place. And you will have that day - we ALL have that day. Perhaps these will help us keep the bad in perspective with the good.

Specializes in Oncology/hematology.

People here talk about the great and amazing nurses they encountered--- I'm the opposite.

My grandmother was hospitalized in a geriatric rehabilitation ward, had a tracheostomy and a colostomy. A bunch of nurses came in (I think they were rounding or doing something with the head nurse) and one of them blurted out "Is Dr. X crazy? she doesn't belong here, she's in rehabilitation?!" I was dumbfounded that someone could be so callous with another persons life. All she saw was the frail elderly patient, hooked up to machines. She did not notice that I was next to her (one of 5 grandchildren), nor did she know that my grandmother survived Auschwitz and other murderous camps of the Nazi regime. She did not know of her courageous and victorious battle with breast cancer, her daily battle with Ulcerative colitis and other medical conditions. Nor did she know of her amazing daughter, my mother, who being an RN herself, would nurse her back to health so that she danced at my sister's wedding a few months later.

That moment, along with other forms of substandard care in that facility--- I felt the pull of being a nurse as a calling, that other people's family members receive the care and respect they deserve in their time of need.

Not quite as awesome or heartfelt as most of the stories in this thread, but I had just dropped out of engineering school shortly after high school and felt really down about life. As a high school student, I had always had some interest in emergency medicine, but was too afraid to look into it. As a teenager, the years of schooling it would take to practice emergency medicine seemed like a lifetime! Regardless, after my first hiccup with university, I decided to start volunteering at my local hospital to see if healthcare was really something I wanted to get into. I was placed in PACU where I had the job of coddling young children after coming out of anesthesia and calming them down so that the nurses could check their vitals. One day, at five am when a little girl blew her bloody nose and a mouthful of sputum on the front of my scrubs as I was carrying her to her parents, I realized nursing was what I had always envisioned when I thought about emergency medicine growing up. I'm also incredibly disappointed in the lack of healthcare knowledge the common populace has. Healthcare promotion is really important to me, and I feel like nursing provides a fantastic link to the community in which I could educate people.

Wow, I'm amazed by everyone's stories! (the good and the not so good) Thank you for sharing!

There seems to be a resounding trait throughout all of the posts, I believe it's strength.

I agree that it will help to remember these stories if there's ever doubt.

:-)

My story is almost a "typical" sad story about why I chose nursing. I remember telling our career counselor & I made her cry. I told her I didn't want to tell that if I had an interview, only because they may think I was playing the "sad cue card", even though the story is true. I graduated high school in 2004..nursing was always in the back of my mind but I never rolled with it because I thought it'd be too difficult and I wasn't passionate about it at the time. My mom was in 2 year remission of breast cancer in 2006..my only son (her only grandchild) was born in August 2006. She had a tumor In her brain & everyone assumed that was the last of the cancer. Her surgery was successful, however, 2 months later she was admitted for pain in her legs. The doctors informed her that her cancer was terminal (spread to her organs) and she had 3 months to live. My mom was only 48. She was moved to a nursing home, where they drugged her up on morphine everyday to keep her comfortable. My mom was my best friend, but we never spoke about the fact that she was dieing. We both knew it, so every single day after work, I'd go up there & visit her with my then 6 month old son. He was her pride and joy & loved being a grandma! Some days we'd visit and shed be so knocked out, so we'd give her a kiss & would roam the halls. She had several nurses, but this one specifically stuck out the most. She went above & beyond her nursing duties. If we visited & my mom didn't realize it, the nurse would go back in there later in the day to tell her that her beautiful daughter & grandson came to visit. She was always so kind and knew my entire family by name. The day she passed away, we were all with her in her room. Even through all the sadness and tears, that was the moment that I realized I want to make people feel the way that special nurse made me feel...very comforted & loved during a sad time.

Specializes in Hospital Education Coordinator.

got a divorce. Needed a job that would support me.

In last semester of nursing school I felt I was in the right place. I found my tribe!!

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