I get to mail off my Nursing Program application on Thursday. And then I get to wait, along with somewhere between, what, 30 to 600 other applicants? The picture has never been painted very clearly for me as to how many applicants vs. how many slots filled. I hear only that it's competitive. I don't know how I measure against the rest of those ready to apply, but I feel like I deserve to be accepted. I have worked really hard so far, and I'm not afraid to work even harder. I used to be, which is why I don't currently wear scrubs to work every day now. I'm ready this time.
I am so anxious to start training. I know there will be many opportunities presented to me, some I have already considered and I'm sure there are some that I have not considered. I am open to the education of it all - I want to be the best at whatever expertise I finally choose. Some days I think being full-on in it, like surgery or on an OB floor in a hospital would be absolutely ideal. Other days I think I would be happy as the friendly school nurse in suburbia or working in a plastic surgeon's office. I know there are so many possibilities that it's kind of silly to speculate at this point, because I haven't tried any of it yet.
I am so very ready to step on to the path I've been floating around for so long. It will feel so great to have my feet on solid ground.
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