I've always dreamed of becoming a nurse, but I'm terrified of blood and wounds. Reading about your journey and the meaningful connections you've made with your residents gives me hope and courage. It's amazing how you overcame your fears and challenges to find your calling. Thank you for sharing your experience, it means a lot to someone like me who's still figuring things out.
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You know, I always thought I would have trouble with blood and wounds, but I don't. You need to try to find out if you're able to do this. Without trying, you'll never know.
For me, it's harder to deal with knowing who is at the end of their life and walking into a room alone to find someone has died. I've seen too many... Yes, it's rewarding to make someone's life a bit easier, but knowing what will happen soon is just too much. I still remember seeing a beautiful, kind woman take her last breath. She died peacefully, but right in front of me. It was a big shock. And your shift doesn't end...you still have to work the whole day and can't go home. For now, I'll keep doing this, but not for long. It's just too much. Don't worry, you'll find your way. I'm 32, and it took me a long time to find the right path. I'm still not doing what I really want and not making enough money to live just from writing. Thanks for your comment. Have a great day :)