I have six weeks left of nursing school...
I'm moving to NYC well actually across the river to Jersey City.
My husband got a new job there so we are parting with our new(ish) to us town home for now and moving again.
I've learned to adapt and go with the flow.
I'm mostly just excited about starting my RN career. Too busy to be nervous.
I've learned a lot about myself in nursing school.
It's just what I needed and I never get that "feeling" I've had with other jobs even when I get up at 4am.
This semester my clinical rotation started on an orthopedic floor and now I'm on trauma. Two different worlds.
I thought I was tough until I see some of the stuff that happens to people.
I've not cried but there are days I feel like wanting to.
I hope I never become tolerant to the pain that people endure.