Life, Hope, Truth, Trust, Faith, Pride, Love
This morning, I was in the morning rounds, which is a pow-wow consisting of all the doctors and social workers and all the individual nurses come in to talk about their patients. Somewhere during the conversation I mentioned that Thursday was my last regular day on the unit and one of the doctors who just started grew puzzled and asked "what did I do?"
This Thursday is my last regular day on the unit I've called mine for the past 6 months. I wouldn't trade any day for anything, but it's time for me to move on. Last week, I was offered (and accepted) a regular staff position on one of the adult units. If all goes well I'll be starting on July 30. Granted, I'll have to do some of the usual and boring orientation stuff, but oh well. One of my really good friends I've met along the way keeps asking me "so you'll come back, right?" And my response was honestly, probably not. Don't get me wrong; I love the job I've had for the last 6 months, but geri population isn't really my strong suit. And I promised myself long ago as a nursing student that I would never stay in a job just to stay in a job. And if I'm going to be a nurse, I want to enjoy what I do. And yes, the last few days have been really great, compared to what we all have had to endure for the last couple of weeks. The acuity is starting to drop a little, which has given us all a bit of time to take a step back and take a few deep breaths. And I know a few four-legged critters that I've recently taken under my wing that will really enjoy having me home more. I made the right decision. I know I did. It was hard and I told myself "well, maybe I can stick it out" but all the while in the back of my mind, I kept hearing a nudge saying "not yet." And deep down, I knew that it was because God was going to take me somewhere else where I can blossom and my true potential will show. One of my fellow nurse friends who has walked with me since I've been here knew this, too. He's seen me at my worst and knows such population isn't my strong suit. I haven't told him how much I appreciate not sugar-coating the truth. Maybe I should.
Today after work I finished all that I needed to to get the ball rolling. And the timing of this has come at an opportune moment; this Friday I'll be flying to Atlanta and then on Saturday onto the Dominican Republic for my second year of serving with a group from my home church. I get back on the 28th, have a day to recup then off to start something new. Like I said, opportune timing. Looking forward to what the next steps are going to look like!
We're movin' on and we've got nothing to prove to anyone, cause we'll get through
But the hard times will come and we'll keep movin on.
Some friends become your family. Make the best with what you're given.
This Thursday is my last regular day on the unit I've called mine for the past 6 months. I wouldn't trade any day for anything, but it's time for me to move on. Last week, I was offered (and accepted) a regular staff position on one of the adult units. If all goes well I'll be starting on July 30. Granted, I'll have to do some of the usual and boring orientation stuff, but oh well. One of my really good friends I've met along the way keeps asking me "so you'll come back, right?" And my response was honestly, probably not. Don't get me wrong; I love the job I've had for the last 6 months, but geri population isn't really my strong suit. And I promised myself long ago as a nursing student that I would never stay in a job just to stay in a job. And if I'm going to be a nurse, I want to enjoy what I do. And yes, the last few days have been really great, compared to what we all have had to endure for the last couple of weeks. The acuity is starting to drop a little, which has given us all a bit of time to take a step back and take a few deep breaths. And I know a few four-legged critters that I've recently taken under my wing that will really enjoy having me home more. I made the right decision. I know I did. It was hard and I told myself "well, maybe I can stick it out" but all the while in the back of my mind, I kept hearing a nudge saying "not yet." And deep down, I knew that it was because God was going to take me somewhere else where I can blossom and my true potential will show. One of my fellow nurse friends who has walked with me since I've been here knew this, too. He's seen me at my worst and knows such population isn't my strong suit. I haven't told him how much I appreciate not sugar-coating the truth. Maybe I should.
Today after work I finished all that I needed to to get the ball rolling. And the timing of this has come at an opportune moment; this Friday I'll be flying to Atlanta and then on Saturday onto the Dominican Republic for my second year of serving with a group from my home church. I get back on the 28th, have a day to recup then off to start something new. Like I said, opportune timing. Looking forward to what the next steps are going to look like!
We're movin' on and we've got nothing to prove to anyone, cause we'll get through
But the hard times will come and we'll keep movin on.
Some friends become your family. Make the best with what you're given.
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