NursingZen

This week was finals week for the winter quarter. Next up is a week of spring break. Whoo hoo. Time has accelerated in recent months; if I think about it too long, I might panic, so instead I’ll just sip my caipirinha, marvel at the interminable feather-grey sky, and count my blessings.

Example of a blessing (as a pathetic way of summing up the 1st half of the year): I’m happy to say that doing the Master’s program part-time was the right decision for me. Yay. Inititally I felt pangs of regret and wistfulness when I saw my MEPN friends walking merrily to class together. Or if they were harried, they were at least present to support one another. Poor me was usually alone because I had only two classes that most others weren’t taking yet…

But by the middle of this quarter, I didn’t mind feeling out of sync because I knew I was moving at a speed that’s right for me. While the NP classes and clinicals sound exciting, I’m content to focus on general graduate classes while trying to get comfortable with this wholly consuming identity of “registered nurse.”

I almost can’t remember the life of writer-reader-a.k.a.-dreamer. This isn’t a sorry or wistful statement; it’s just fact right now.

Maybe being a nurse doesn’t have to be all-consuming or so damn serious, but right now I don’t know how else to do it, if I want to do it kind of well.