Why Nursing?
Draft version 1.0
As child when I grew up I wanted to run an orphanage, write books or own a summer camp. In high school, I knew I most wanted to work with children and stories but I didn’t know how to make either interest work as a stable career.
I needed a job:
-working with people
-with the possibility of travel
-and reasonable starting income/job security (mostly for my parents’ sake, I tend to be more idealistic than pragmatic)
Based on these criteria, I applied into nursing straight out of high school.
And discovered I loved it.
(good thing because the degree was not cheap!)
Not only did it fit the criteria but it was satisfying in a variety of other ways.
Additional things to love about nursing:
-Helping people with the “little things” (e.g. the art of positioning pillows, scrubbing itchy backs, setting up at meals)
-Endless new things to learn (overwhelming at times but awesome)
-Being a networker in the healthcare team (communicating back and forth with PT, OT, Physicians, Nutritionists, Lab Personnel, Pharmacists, and more)
-Opportunities to work with a variety of populations and in different specializations (e.g. elderly, newborns, medicine, surgery, palliative, community, etc.)
-More chocolate in a single Christmas time shift than can be accrued trick or treating
Not that everything about being a nurse is lovely (cough-night shifts-cough) but this post is why nursing not why not nursing. ☺
Friday, January 28, 2011
Saturday, January 01, 2011
2011 "Wishes"
As per tradition...
1) Write a first draft of a story outside of NaNoWriMo
2) EPIC road trip!
3) At least 2 nursing courses
4) Memorize something especially lovely on the piano
5) Play a song on the guitar
6) Set aside a Spanish only day with JoBro
7) Choreograph 3 dances (any style)
8) Go camping
9) Read through a BBC book list
10) Hopskotch
11) Blog 10 "whys"
12) Read the Gospels every month
13) Arrange monthly night out or in for parents
14) Fill my current journal
15) Add to savings account monthly
16) Have an organized bedroom
17) Figure out cooking schedule
18) Take a dance class (at least one!)
19) Memorize "thank you" in at least 4 more languages
20) Get a student discounted swim pass and use it
21) Visit somewhere new on the Island
22) Have a karaoke night with the Spensts/Ragans
23) Keep memorizing Psalm 119
24) Make a yummy green drink
25) Laser tag
26) Personalized USANA webpage
27) Meet Grandma Miles
28) Spray a fire extinguisher
29) Do an "author" photo shoot with Pure Emotion Photography
30) Have a tea party or other event with mailed invitations
31) Go on a blind date
32) Buy new nursing shoes
33) Volunteer at camp
34) Have an organized bathroom
35) Write to my sponsored child
36) Blueberry picking hike again!
37) Arrange the 2011 family Christmas photo
38) ML for NaNoWriMo again!
39) Visit the local aquarium
40) Organize the family bookshelves to Mom's satisfaction without letting her give away any more books :)
41) IV starts!
42) Shabbat with the Byes
43) Plan either Uganda trip or KoS Summer Olympics trip (or BOTH)
44) Get a totally different haircut (preferably from Liz-Phoenix)
45) Be in the Land of the Living Skies (if only while passing through)
46) Watch season 4 of Alias
47) Write true stories of other people
48) Listen ;)
... and much much more!
1) Write a first draft of a story outside of NaNoWriMo
2) EPIC road trip!
3) At least 2 nursing courses
4) Memorize something especially lovely on the piano
5) Play a song on the guitar
6) Set aside a Spanish only day with JoBro
7) Choreograph 3 dances (any style)
8) Go camping
9) Read through a BBC book list
10) Hopskotch
11) Blog 10 "whys"
12) Read the Gospels every month
13) Arrange monthly night out or in for parents
14) Fill my current journal
15) Add to savings account monthly
16) Have an organized bedroom
17) Figure out cooking schedule
18) Take a dance class (at least one!)
19) Memorize "thank you" in at least 4 more languages
20) Get a student discounted swim pass and use it
21) Visit somewhere new on the Island
22) Have a karaoke night with the Spensts/Ragans
23) Keep memorizing Psalm 119
24) Make a yummy green drink
25) Laser tag
26) Personalized USANA webpage
27) Meet Grandma Miles
28) Spray a fire extinguisher
29) Do an "author" photo shoot with Pure Emotion Photography
30) Have a tea party or other event with mailed invitations
31) Go on a blind date
32) Buy new nursing shoes
33) Volunteer at camp
34) Have an organized bathroom
35) Write to my sponsored child
36) Blueberry picking hike again!
37) Arrange the 2011 family Christmas photo
38) ML for NaNoWriMo again!
39) Visit the local aquarium
40) Organize the family bookshelves to Mom's satisfaction without letting her give away any more books :)
41) IV starts!
42) Shabbat with the Byes
43) Plan either Uganda trip or KoS Summer Olympics trip (or BOTH)
44) Get a totally different haircut (preferably from Liz-Phoenix)
45) Be in the Land of the Living Skies (if only while passing through)
46) Watch season 4 of Alias
47) Write true stories of other people
48) Listen ;)
... and much much more!
Friday, November 12, 2010
A Parable -NaNo2010
(another story, this one is told by Gara Sarah)
“Once, near the beginning, a man went in search of his daughter. She had been stolen away from him in the shadows of a careless night.
He searched through ancient forests and young fields. He passed through the labyrinth of the lonely mountain. He answered seven riddles and walked freely through an enchanted garden.
Oh, what joy when finally word of his daughter safe and not far off reached his ears. He cried for joy and his strength was renewed.
But when he came to the great city where she now lived, she did not remember him. She remembered no theft in the night. Her young mind was enthralled by the glories and mysteries of the city.
She told him of a handsome man who had come to court her. The father reacted with rage and told his daughter she would not be bonded to any man of this foul city. He took her by force away from the place. He did not let her say farewell to her love.”
Gara Sarah paused to gauge her audience’s attentiveness. Both seemed to be listening very well. Hm. Unusual.
“The father did not realize, in taking his daughter by force from one whom she loved, he had caused her heart to tear away from her body. He had his daughter with him again but she lived as one who has died.
She ate what was put before her. She helped with the household chores. She washed herself when instructed.
But she never laughed. She never cried. She never raged. She never dreamed.
The father wondered what enchantment had been laid upon her. He called for the trusted and wise but they could do nothing for her. He despaired. He begged for aid from the foolish and reckless who mixed potions and muttered incantations to no avail.
The father sent word to travel as far as may be by land, by air, by sea, by unearthly channels and magical means to let it be known that any one who could restore his daughter could claim anything the father had within his power to grant.
But long before the father sent out his message, the beloved of the daughter had not been idle. Great was his grief when he found she had been taken away! When he heard it was her own father, a true and worthy man, who had stolen her, the man was troubled and doubted what he should do.
Then he found her heart, torn and trembling. He vowed that nothing would keep him from returning the precious heart to the one he loved. The journey was hard. He fought seven dread beasts. He nearly perished of thirst in an enchanted garden. He passed through the labyrinth of the lonely mountain. He walked through fields of harvest and new sprouting forests. And he came to the land where his beloved lived as less than a wraith.
The beloved of the daughter did not know of the father’s offer. He went humbly to this man whom had scorn him unseen and asked permission to see the daughter. The father, worn and impoverished by countless charlatans and helpless heroes, wondered at the diffidence of this young man.
-If you can save my daughter, please do not hesitate but go at once.- He said.”
“Once, near the beginning, a man went in search of his daughter. She had been stolen away from him in the shadows of a careless night.
He searched through ancient forests and young fields. He passed through the labyrinth of the lonely mountain. He answered seven riddles and walked freely through an enchanted garden.
Oh, what joy when finally word of his daughter safe and not far off reached his ears. He cried for joy and his strength was renewed.
But when he came to the great city where she now lived, she did not remember him. She remembered no theft in the night. Her young mind was enthralled by the glories and mysteries of the city.
She told him of a handsome man who had come to court her. The father reacted with rage and told his daughter she would not be bonded to any man of this foul city. He took her by force away from the place. He did not let her say farewell to her love.”
Gara Sarah paused to gauge her audience’s attentiveness. Both seemed to be listening very well. Hm. Unusual.
“The father did not realize, in taking his daughter by force from one whom she loved, he had caused her heart to tear away from her body. He had his daughter with him again but she lived as one who has died.
She ate what was put before her. She helped with the household chores. She washed herself when instructed.
But she never laughed. She never cried. She never raged. She never dreamed.
The father wondered what enchantment had been laid upon her. He called for the trusted and wise but they could do nothing for her. He despaired. He begged for aid from the foolish and reckless who mixed potions and muttered incantations to no avail.
The father sent word to travel as far as may be by land, by air, by sea, by unearthly channels and magical means to let it be known that any one who could restore his daughter could claim anything the father had within his power to grant.
But long before the father sent out his message, the beloved of the daughter had not been idle. Great was his grief when he found she had been taken away! When he heard it was her own father, a true and worthy man, who had stolen her, the man was troubled and doubted what he should do.
Then he found her heart, torn and trembling. He vowed that nothing would keep him from returning the precious heart to the one he loved. The journey was hard. He fought seven dread beasts. He nearly perished of thirst in an enchanted garden. He passed through the labyrinth of the lonely mountain. He walked through fields of harvest and new sprouting forests. And he came to the land where his beloved lived as less than a wraith.
The beloved of the daughter did not know of the father’s offer. He went humbly to this man whom had scorn him unseen and asked permission to see the daughter. The father, worn and impoverished by countless charlatans and helpless heroes, wondered at the diffidence of this young man.
-If you can save my daughter, please do not hesitate but go at once.- He said.”
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