I first want to share my path to becoming a nurse with you, as it’s a pretty interesting one…
It all started when I was on labor with my 13 year old. I was a hair stylist at the time and had no medical knowledge. I had a pretty intense labor and had been for 16 hours at the time of receiving my epidural. It did not go well and as I felt every painful contraction I also felt every move of the catheter in my back along with being incredibly nauseated. My stepmom still tells me that she could hear me screaming down the hall.
Thinking that I would never survive the birth of my first child at this point I was beyond consolable. Until my delivery nurse gave me some tough love. She quite literally griped me by my arms, looked me in the eyes, and said, “you need to get it together and breathe.” I knew right then that I wanted to be a nurse. I needed someone to calm me in my state of most vulnerable. And she did just that. However it would still be years before I had the confidence to go to nursing school.
The second affirmation for me that pointed me to nursing was when my dad became septic from a urinary infection and almost died. His story of survival made me want to know more and understand our bodies. It was also at that time when my husband and I decided to have another baby.
I finally had the courage to change careers at 27 years old with a 3 month old and 3 year old. It took me 3 years but I graduated as a registered nurse (with honors) at 30 years old.
I love being a nurse. I was meant to be a nurse. It was one of the toughest things I’ve ever done (next to parenting) and I wouldn’t change a thing. I believe my life experiences have made me a better nurse.
It is truly never too late to follow a dream!