I suppose I have been sounding quite negative in my recent posts. Besides the fact that I do use this blog for my share of ranting and raving, I am just frustrated by the fact that my 100 hour preceptorship was not the learning opportunity I envisioned it to be. It has been a frustrating experience, but also eye-opening. Truth be told, I do have a firmer grasp on what it's like to be a NICU nurse, and what kind of nurse I do NOT want to be in the future.
I am so happy and excited to be finishing this semester. It's been tough, because as my confidence in my nursing abilities take hold, my patience with those above me slowly dissolves. But I know they are trying to give me the best guidance they know how, and it's impossible to meet the individual needs of every single nursing student.
When I graduate in April, and pass my NCLEX, I know it will only be a starting off point in my career. Another beginning. Because I know I am fated for grad school and big work and big ideas after that. I still cling to my desire to be a midwife, but I also hope to be a geriatric clinical nurse specialist. I know it's a lot, but hey, I've got a lifetime. And there's so much to do! I want to work in Nepal, too, improving healthcare on a global level as well.
I have really big dreams and I know that this BSN is the first step down a long road. I take the nursing profession very seriously, as it has the potential to improve healthcare and re-define quality of care in every community. I want to be a part of that. I want to live my professional life boldly, never ceasing to learn or grow, always striving to better myself and the way in which I affect those around me for the better.
My last boss, and one of my nursing mentors, gave me a quote for a gift last christmas. The last line of it says "To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived, this is to have succeeded!"