I want to be a peds nurse. Not forever- I know there’s no shame in changing my mind, but I know that I want to be a midwife. I just want to be a peds nurse for a little while. Starting next year.
Clinical groups are tricky things. It doesn’t help that I’ve internalized the idea that it’s important to always have a buddy in every situation, but while I loved my floor and my instructor, after my peds buddy left I felt a little lonely. I still had a good last day, but I didn’t really care about taking group pictures or anything like that. One of the things that people have been emphasizing about finding the right job is finding a good work atmosphere, and this was just one of those groups that never quite clicked. Most of the people lived outside of the city and aren’t terribly involved in school life, so we never developed the closeness that I’ve felt with previous groups. An unfortunate side effect of the lack of bonding was that today was the day we got to practice drawing each other’s blood- a process that would have been way more fun if we were buddies. I kind of love sticking people (which might be weird, but before you judge- have you ever done it? Cuz it’s super fun), and I was excited to try. A lot of nurses never get to draw blood, and we aren’t technically supposed to do it, but most of the clinical instructors let their groups as a last day treat. I was slightly nervous, but I actually got it on my second try. You could drive a truck through my veins, and I felt pretty cool when I was pronounced an easy stick, which I know is silly, but I appreciate it when people compliment my vasculature.