Perhaps I should explain

Ok. So I’m not ACTUALLY a doctor. . . or a nurse, nor is anyone likely to page me anytime soon. I’m changing careers after working in animal medicine, theater, office management, phone system sales, retail, educational administration, and food service.

As you can see I’m quite decisive.

But now I know what I want (i swear) and I’m going for it. I plan to work in a hospital as part of a trauma team contributing both to decision making and the administration of medical care. I will travel to under served areas here and abroad to offer my skills and to learn from those who make do with minimal funding, support, equipment, hope, etc. And when I get enough experience to work up some judgements, opinions, and a fair amount of umbrage. . . oh yeah, believe it. . .I’m going to D.C. and putting my big mouth to work to benefit the future of nursing!!

so I got HIGH hopes. I’m aiming for the terminal. . . degree that is. One of these days I’ll be slapping a DrNP at the end of my name.

And I apologize in advance for my deep seated polyannish ways. I have jelly bean dreams of working in nursing. In my spare time I fantasize about wearing scrubs to work and getting them all filthy with various bodily fluids. 3 days on and 4 days off sounds like a magical world filled with puppydogs and lollipops. I’m filled with hope and joy and niavete´. It’s a beautiful place to be.

cheers!