“We often think of nursing as giving meds on time, checking an X-ray to see if the doctor needs to be called, or taking an admission at 2:00 a.m. with a smile on our faces. Too often, we forget all the other things that make our job what it truly is—caring and having a desire to make a difference.”
- Erin Pettengill, RN, quoted in RN Modern Medicine
Yesterday marks the end of my three years in nursing study.
Bidding farewell to the school, I used to call my second home.
Embarking on a new journey, the future that lies ahead is full of uncertainty.
I believe I will overcome all and strive to achieve what I aimed for.
Walking through the familiar walkway, reminds me of all the laughter and joy I had.
Climbing up the slope, bring back memories where we used to whine and complain about the far lecture halls.
Now, I wished I can go back in time again.
Living everyday, just focusing on studies.
No heavy responsibilities. No stress.
Its just so carefree.
Under the beautiful, neat uniform is a heavy responsibility.
Patient safety lies in my hands now.
No more running to “Staff Nurse” or “I’ll go check out with my SN.”
I have to be answerable to my own action.
Yes, it is stressful.
I used to envy the staff, as I felt proud to become one of them someday.
When I’m one now, I feel that my shoulders become heavier once the uniform is on.
Everyone looks up on you, no longer considering you as a learner but a professional.
