This is what I find my husband saying to me quite often lately and frankly, it really ticks me off. Just because I don’t want to take the stitches out of our dogs ear, or I find myself dry heaving when I unexpectedly step in cat vomit first thing in the morning, does NOT mean that I do not have what it takes to be a nurse. I didn’t realize that nurses couldn’t find vomit disgusting. I didn’t realize that nurses had to be in love with poop and blood.
You know why I KNOW I have what it takes to be a nurse? Because I care. Because when I see my kids or friends in pain I care. I will do whatever it takes to help them and make them feel better. That doesn’t mean I don’t think it’s gross when my kid pukes on me in the middle of the night after rocking her back to sleep for the past 3 hours, but I can tolerate it. Because I care.
So yes dear, I DO want to be a Nurse. And yes dear, I will be a damn good nurse.
5 months ago