I think that I have decided to enroll in the HIM program at SPC. I am not at all pleased with the bizarre rules of the Florida colleges and universities. Fortunately, we only have to live here until the Army says it is time to move along. Of course, Florida is extremely generous in allowing us to be residents for the purpose of tuition.
Because I was so close to graduating with degrees in sports medicine and health administration, it will not take me very long at all to finish a degree in HIM. I have already had a lot of the courses. The degree can be completed online and at the completion I can sit for the RHIT exam. I am currently a Medical Transcriptionist which goes extremely well with Army life (very portable) and a busy mom, even though I cannot work with the kids up and around. I will go part time and also complete any prenursing courses that I need to. Two advisors have now told me that I cannot take A&P over again in Florida. I know this will keep me from being selected for any of the RN programs. Oh, to go back and take those classes more seriously!
Other states do not have this rule. It is frustrating.
I also question my patience. I am a tough chic. My husband is gone a LOT and I have 4 children. I don't have people do things for me. I mow the yard with the baby in a pack on my back just as an example. I cannot stand whining and complaining because it is not somethng that I do. I have no patience whatsoever with the person who is in pain and refuses to do anything to help themselves, and I know from working in sports medicine that this applies to a LOT of patients. My attitude is "SUCK IT UP AND DRIVE ON!" Perhaps this would not be a good personality trait in a nurse. The overwhelming urge I have to smack people who complain, well I suppose I would be biting my tongue clean in half most days.
I hope that I am heading down the right path. I want to make a difference, ya kow? You guys, boy you make a difference in peoples lives! When I had my babies I always had complicated pregnancies and deliveries. It is the faces of the nurses who were there with me that I remember. Especially the ones who just knew I was scared even though I didn't say a word or complain, those ladies were just angels. I admired how they could go from one room where the mom was screaming at them and come into my room and be so calm.
I wish that life would post some blazing bright flares down the path that I should go down!