Ha! Oh, my! People go into this for money? Are they aware there is much more money to be had elsewhere?
I left a professional position as a manager where I telecommuted full-time. Yes, I worked in my jammies some days, boxer shorts and a T-shirt on other days...did laundry at lunch and on breaks, no commute, you get the point. And I was making about three times what I'll start out making as a nurse. Here's the catch...I hated it. I dreaded every minute of every day I worked.
I quit and now am getting my second B.S. - this time in nursing. And I'm happier than I've been in a very long time. I'm doing this because I think we are all put here for a purpose. My purpose was not to score a good salary, help the rich get richer and be miserable every day.
You all may have figured this out already - but it wasn't too long ago that I realized we don't all have the same level of compassion. There are people who can see pictures of starving children or abused animals and just say "hmmm" and move on. Then there are those of us who are both blessed and cursed...we see the injustice, the suffering and the pain clearly and potently. After 33 years of seeing this...and finally realizing that this wasn't something everyone felt...I realized my purpose was to go out and ease misery where I can.
It was an epiphany of sorts. I guess it finally dawned on me that happiness is not being able to pay the bills and buy whatever I want. Happiness is lying down at night and hearing the laughter of the elderly man you joked with that day - or seeing the smile of the toddler who you've comforted - or just KNOWING you made a difference in someone's life. When you are sick or hurt, you are scared and feel a loss of control. I want people to know I've got their back. Once, when in the hospital myself, I remember thinking that patients all needed someone they trusted who also knew medicine and understood what was going on. Guess what...that someone is supposed to be the nurse. So, when I walk into a patient's room for the first time, I always remind myself that I'm going to be that trusted, knowledgable person for them. I'm going to be a temporary extension to their family and they'll know the comfort of having someone in charge who knows the ropes.
Sorry...I got to rambling there.
Let's just say nursing is a passion for me.
I also have those people in my classes who are just getting by and just want a job. I hope to God that they never care for someone I love.