A Nurse To Be

Tina Graf

My goals and aspirations, galvanized by greater good, pursuing endeavors; endure, no average “muggle” would. I may not be superhuman enough for Hogwarts, but for Nursing school, no doubt.

Psychology says not till ages forty through sixty five, do people attempt to offer later generations assistance to thrive. Had Erik Erikson studied me, his Generativity vs stagnation phase, would never come to be. It never could. The age statistic would be offset, for 19 is much younger than it should. Volunteering I do love, just like I more often put others needs above. What better candidate for a nurse? Disagree could not even, someone reputably perverse.  

As a nurse I would give my best, even if for others it seemed a time to rest. My work ethic would be very diligent and always vigilant. My friends call me bubbly and funny, they say my sprit animal is the Energizer bunny. I am social and love to talk, when my friends need advice or someone to listen to them, up to me they do walk.  Driven, I am by compassion; which will never go out of fashion.

Changing lives, do I desire as not too many others would. I yearn to be remembered in this world as positively as I could. Memory of my name, I wish, to be as bright as Rudolph’s nose. For similarly to Santa, my mother, told me to glow. She told me, ashamed be not, of providing ambiguity to a crowd. Color to a Polaroid, new ideas for the shape of the cloud. A poem in a pile of essays. I am not one to bore, but rather create compositions Dr. Seuss would deem not possible to ignore. Alas, I will now end this rhyme galore.

Nursing has always been my dream. I have always longed to be able to make a difference. Rhyming may be fun and catch attention;

but what really makes me stand out is my compassion,

my determination.

Every once and a while I take a step back and think “Am I a better person today, then I was yesterday?”. Since I was in elementary school, I knew I wanted to be a nurse. This notion was then confirmed when I attended Carroll County Career and Technology Center, which had a specialized CNA program, for people interested in entering a career as a health care provider. I loved it, every second. 

I loved making a difference and seeing residents of the nursing home smile. I would enter a room and they would be saying they were “miserable, absolutely miserable” over and over, monotonously like a broken record player. But then after I took care of them, bathed them and made conversation, to the point they were capable of, they were smiling from ear to ear.

It was absolutely heart warming, and smiles truly are contagious. It was from the first time when I experienced this with a small old woman, that I knew for sure, nursing was my calling.