November to now

November to at that time:
The more I thought about continuing put ~ with grad school, the more confused I became here and there why I was doing it in the in the beginning place. Reflecting back a year to while I first applied, I remembered to what extent I felt.
I felt miserable; I was taking care of six patients at a time toward every day, not eating lunch until after 3pm most days with not at all morning break, and being short staffed constantly. I remember cogitation to myself; if this is whole nursing is, there’s no second nature I could do this for the rest of my life, which is what brought me to put. It was my escape route from the anguish of my situation.
But now, I’m in a renovated world, which makes me question whether or not I should abide.
 Here’s what I reasoning I knew:
I knew I wanted to execute more with nursing than just substance at the bedside.
I knew that I loved surgery.
I before that time had in my mind that I wanted to carry on RNFA (Registered Nurse First Assist).
I knew that my current program was common way to get there.
I knew that I didn’t bear to do grad school to exist an RNFA.
Here’s what I didn’t apprehend until now:
I am in a locality where I will get a “B” in pharmacology right by getting an 80% on the conclusive. The problem is my exam medium needs to be an 83% to disappear which would require 90% on the latest exam to technically pass. If I switched to a different grad school program, they will at no time know that I didn’t “permission to ~” pharmacology; they will only see that I got a “B” without ceasing my transcript. They won’t be aware of my exam average scores or anything other, just the grade.
The farther I advance into this semester and hear almost the “primary care” setting, the other thing I realize that the FNP converging-point is not going to help me in the same proportion that much as I think. If I without mincing the matter want to pursue surgery as a nourish at the breast practitioner, I need to be in some acute care program. This was a unaccommodating realization to come to knowing quite the work I’ve put into my interval thus far, but surgery is to which place my heart lies, and I be possible to’t imagine myself being anywhere otherwise. The closer I get to the operating fare, the fuller my heart feels. There is ~t any greater joy for me than root part of a team that fights and cures cancer in like an artistic way. It is uncivil and beautiful; anatomical art. It makes me be warmed alive. It is the world‘s greatest deliver to hold someone’s life in your hands and have ~ing able to save it.

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