Following the signs to nursing

When I was young, I looked for reasons why my family members, along with myself, were sick.

I asked questions and got little replies from them until they felt better and then would finally answer.

I knew that there was nothing better for me than to be a mother and a wife, but being in the nursing community would give back to humanity in a way no other profession could.

How else to show empathy and compassion, than to one who is sick and cannot do so for themselves.

I realized this when I was 12 years old and my grandmother passed away and we never found out why.

It intrigued me as a teenager and I wanted to know her history of illness so that I alone could put it all together.

I asked many questions at that age and I figured, not needing to diagnose, but to put a lot of her medications together, she appeared to have had a heart attack.

Years later, we would find that the story my grandfather told us as he could only watch her die, was that she was clutching her chest and asking for him to help her, but he did not know how.

I wanted to know how.

I watched my father in his ICU hospital bed reach out to me and ask me to “Do the God thing.” He meant prayer.

He was about to undergo a triple by-pass procedure that in his condition should have killed him many times over.

When the male nurse entered into the room, checking IV lines, assessing the color of my dad’s skin, his temp and cardiac status, it hit me. Again!

Here I come health care!

That small voice in the center of my mind said:  “it’s time.”

And I knew that’s what it meant, the longing to become a nurse was about to be fulfilled.

Every door was opened for me and nothing stood in my way.

Everything went smooth, I graduated with a medal and honors and was on the deans list for 3 of the 4 semesters I studied.

“All it takes is just one patient to smile at you and say thank you.”

There may be a “dog eat dog” world out there in the nursing field, and there may also be many hours and many days where a nurse is not appreciated.

But the one thing that makes it all worthwhile, is knowing you were meant to do this and it takes a special human being to care for others when they are not appreciated.

All it takes is just one patient to smile at you and say thank you.

I know I did my part for humanity and for my own heart in this world.

There may be nothing more demanding mentally, physically and spiritually on this earth than to be able to make a sacrifice for another human being.

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