Hello everyone! I've been accepted to attend nursing school this fall. I'm transferring from a community college and am now spending most of this last summer vacation scrambling to get the requirements done (vaccinations, paperwork). And now I've been facing a bit of an issue- I've started to have second thoughts. I'm going to have to spend a chunk of my parent's money that they don't have in order to get the school's health insurance because I don't have any (it's 2k+ & a $500 initial payment). It made me really stop and think that I have to take this seriously (not like I wasn't already!) because now I've started to use my parent's money and I don't want to waste it. Then I started to question myself if this might be what I really wanted to do. That was when I realized my community college classes were probably easier than this university's classes, so I questioned if I was even ready for the classes. Then something horrible and unexpected suddenly happened, my grandma passed away.
I was never really close to her but she'd helped raise me and lived with me for my entire life. I broke down bawling in the ER with my sister and since then I've felt quite empty and depressed. My orientation was right after this happened but I opted to go anyway so I would not miss any information but I soon realized it had been quite useless for me to go because my mind wasn't all there at all. There was a moment when a speaker showed us an ER video of nurses conducting CPR on a child but the kid died anyway. I almost started to bawl because I was still sensitive and it reminded me of my grandmother just two days earlier. The speaker looked at all of our faces and told us that this was what we would have to see on a daily basis and if we can't do it, we shouldn't be nurses. I told my friend later about the incident and then he asked me, "Well, are you? Are you ready for this?" I wanted to answer yes of course because I've always been able to emotionally detach myself from situations to the point where my sister has called me cold hearted but after the incident with my grandmother I realized maybe I'm weaker than I thought I was. I also couldn't shake off the feeling that her death was someone's fault from the rehab center she had been staying at because it was such a 180 change that even the nurses were shocked. My dad mentioned how her nurse would carry so many pills everyday when she did rounds that he wondered if she would confuse them. This hit me with the reality as well how much responsibility lies on the nurse's shoulders and how one tiny mistake could take someone's life. I was already aware of this bit but it just became much more real.
So the question if I'm ready to be a nurse that I used to know how to answer, I no longer know how to. I'm scared I'll end up making my parents pay all this money and only end up quitting halfway. But then there's the "what if", like what if I could end up being a great nurse and loving it? But when what if I hate it and everything goes down the drain, the years, the sacrifice, the money? I only decided to be a nurse on the fly senior year of high school when I was forced to choose a major because I felt I was smart enough for it and I wanted to have a meaningful job that helped other people. I thought it was the perfect fit and I can't think of anything else I would like to be at this point. But I'm having a lot of doubts.
The question is, do I back out or do I push through? Sorry for all the paragraphs, I have a bad habit of making my posts big haha :)
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Hello everyone! I've been accepted to attend nursing school this fall. I'm transferring from a community college and am now spending most of this last summer vacation scrambling to get the requirements done (vaccinations, paperwork). And now I've been facing a bit of an issue- I've started to have second thoughts. I'm going to have to spend a chunk of my parent's money that they don't have in order to get the school's health insurance because I don't have any (it's 2k+ & a $500 initial payment). It made me really stop and think that I have to take this seriously (not like I wasn't already!) because now I've started to use my parent's money and I don't want to waste it. Then I started to question myself if this might be what I really wanted to do. That was when I realized my community college classes were probably easier than this university's classes, so I questioned if I was even ready for the classes. Then something horrible and unexpected suddenly happened, my grandma passed away.
I was never really close to her but she'd helped raise me and lived with me for my entire life. I broke down bawling in the ER with my sister and since then I've felt quite empty and depressed. My orientation was right after this happened but I opted to go anyway so I would not miss any information but I soon realized it had been quite useless for me to go because my mind wasn't all there at all. There was a moment when a speaker showed us an ER video of nurses conducting CPR on a child but the kid died anyway. I almost started to bawl because I was still sensitive and it reminded me of my grandmother just two days earlier. The speaker looked at all of our faces and told us that this was what we would have to see on a daily basis and if we can't do it, we shouldn't be nurses. I told my friend later about the incident and then he asked me, "Well, are you? Are you ready for this?" I wanted to answer yes of course because I've always been able to emotionally detach myself from situations to the point where my sister has called me cold hearted but after the incident with my grandmother I realized maybe I'm weaker than I thought I was. I also couldn't shake off the feeling that her death was someone's fault from the rehab center she had been staying at because it was such a 180 change that even the nurses were shocked. My dad mentioned how her nurse would carry so many pills everyday when she did rounds that he wondered if she would confuse them. This hit me with the reality as well how much responsibility lies on the nurse's shoulders and how one tiny mistake could take someone's life. I was already aware of this bit but it just became much more real.
So the question if I'm ready to be a nurse that I used to know how to answer, I no longer know how to. I'm scared I'll end up making my parents pay all this money and only end up quitting halfway. But then there's the "what if", like what if I could end up being a great nurse and loving it? But when what if I hate it and everything goes down the drain, the years, the sacrifice, the money? I only decided to be a nurse on the fly senior year of high school when I was forced to choose a major because I felt I was smart enough for it and I wanted to have a meaningful job that helped other people. I thought it was the perfect fit and I can't think of anything else I would like to be at this point. But I'm having a lot of doubts.
The question is, do I back out or do I push through? Sorry for all the paragraphs, I have a bad habit of making my posts big haha :)