To continue with my Anxiety issue – turns out I had to head to the doctors. I couldn’t do it by myself. It was taking a toll on my relationship… … Continue reading .Anxiety.Update.
A current issue of mine that I am having difficulty overcoming. Not sure how to battle it.
Life seems to have been happening for me at warp speed. I’ve already been out of school for over a year and have been nursing the entire time non-stop. I … Continue reading
So obviously I’ve been out of school for some time now. I completed my talked about 300+ hours as an RPN student and successfully passed my provincial exam. The feeling of passing that exam is indescribable. I don’t think I’ve ever felt such joy and overwhelming emotion for something.
I’m currently employed at a Long Term Care Center, not the place I envisioned myself as a new nurse, but in this day and age… You take what you can get, right? Don’t get me wrong, it’s an amazing and fulfilling job, just as I thought it would be but, I’m missing out on learning new skills from being inside a hospital.
I’ve always pictured myself inside an OR, watching the out-of-this-world surgeons performing a multitude of surgeries. It would be the most amazing thing to be able to witness! I’ve gotten this far, I know that someday I will be able to say I’ve accomplished my goal of getting into an OR. Perhaps I’ll even accomplish the goal of getting my RN 🙂 I will make it all happen!
Maybe one day… Could I write my own novel? Very inspiring 🙂
Fourteen years ago, I wrote a story about a girl.
I was thirteen at the time, and writing stories was what I did. And not just about girls. Planets that spoke to each other, mice who lived in the Underground, magic meerkats and friendly boats. Writing was my thing; it was beyond a hobby and more than just something I enjoyed. It was how I understood the world. Words had all the magic and possibility anyone could ever need. Put them in the right order, and you could create a world of your own. And maybe, if you got them just right, that world would be a place that would mean something to other people.
I’d written countless stories by the time I was thirteen – the first at age 6, in which the acknowledgements page listed all our family pets by name, including the guinea pigs – of varying length…
View original post 672 more words
Sooo, I have been obscenely busy with school and what not. I cannot believe that I am almost finished!!! Like… less than a month left. 2 weeks, and 4 days … Continue reading Finish Line?