Like many of you, I did not have any family that were nurses. When I was little and would cut my grandmas toe nails, she would call me her little nurse. After high school, I was planning on going into architecture, started at our local comm. college doing classes to be transferred to one of our state supported colleges. While I was going to school, I ended up working at a Nsg. home in dietary (not fun work but fun people to work with). One day walking down the hall to collect one of the food carts, I saw this fella who always came in to see his mother, struggling to get down the hallway in his w/c, (he is paraplegic and was kinda sliding out of it, draging his feet). As I helped him, feeling very sorry for him, seeing his thankfulness, is why I decided to become a nurse. My step-aunt who worked there as evening shift nursing supervisor was also an inspiration, seeing her care for those old folks, I mean really care, she loved those people and they did her. She was also wonderful to her staff, never demeaning, always there to help them any way she could. She is now out of work due to health complications. Even though I am an ER nurse, and a lot of nights wondering, "what am I doing here?", I am gently reminded by some patients why I am. I think nursing is the greatest profession, we see people at their lowest, scariest, most painful times. Doing what we can to help them and seeing their appreciation is our real pay. Being their to reasure them, holding a hand, talking in the ear of a trauma patient, telling them that we are here and they will be o.k. This is a great thread- we need to be reminded of why we are nurses! God Bless all you nurses, and soon to be nurses :kiss