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I remember it like it was yesterday. I was sitting in the public bathroom at school in the Philippines crying, feeling homesick, self-conscious, and like I would never be smart enough to make it in nursing school let alone anywhere else. All the stress from moving away from home, leaving my family, being faced with a new culture, trying to fit in and be successful in nursing school had caught up to me. I had hit my rock bottom and my self-esteem was at an all-time low. I moved to the Philippines to attend nursing school in 2007 after graduating high school in San Diego. After my father passed away my mother had personal issues and struggled to support my 2 siblings and me. I became a CNA (Certified Nurse Assistant) at 16 and I moved out on my own and supported myself by working full time while attending high school. Life was hard, so when I was given the opportunity to move away and attend college I jumped at the chance. I thought by moving away somewhere new I would be able to start over and …show more content…
I was the first person in my family to go to college. I was nervous and often thought I was not cut out for college. After receiving my first C in Physics I realized if I ever want to be successful I would need to get serious about school. I knew that if I wanted to become a Registered Nurse I was going to have to give it my all. So I developed a study schedule and devoted time every day to studying. When I was eligible to attend the Capping and Pinning Ceremony, I remember feeling so proud of myself. My family was not there like everyone else’s but I knew my dad was looking down on me and was proud of me. The candle lighting and Nightingale pledge was part of the ceremony and meant I was taking an oath to devote myself to the care of others. I entered Nursing school with pride and gave it my all each and every day to become the best nurse I could
I have always had a passion for nursing. As a child, I watched my mother getting up early, putting her scrubs on and headed out the door for a 12 hour shift. She was always content, and at ease to go for a long shift and even overtime at times. I love the fact that after work, she would always come home, satisfied with the day no matter how hard it was for her. She would sit and tell my brothers and sisters how she enjoyed the conversations that she had with her patients and what impact she had on their lives that day. Listening to these stories as a child, I knew that I wanted to become a nurse and listening to the same stories and helping people, making their day feel better. I wanted to follow my mom’s footsteps. At the end of a long shift, it is a rewarding profession, knowing that I am saving people’s lives, making them comfortable when they are near of dying, advocate and teaching them. As nurses, we care for patients through illness, injury, aging, health. We also promote health, prevent diseases and teaching the community; that’s what I love about nursing. I believe that this is the right profession for me because I have all the qualities that a nurse should possess when
When I began this journey I knew that Nursing was all I wanted to do and in order to succeed and do well in nursing school, it was going to require a ton of devotion and sacrifice. Nursing school did not come without its challenges, not only did we have to deal with going to class, clinicals, studying for exams, but we also had to add in the factors of jobs, family, marriages, children, sickness and our daily life. But our instructors encouraged us and pushed us to keep going, and for that we are grateful because we all made a decision to stick with it, and here we are today. It seems unimaginable that just a year ago this journey was just beginning, but here we are today a year later,
I was super excited but also nervous because I had no idea what I was getting myself into. My first thoughts were, “wow these are all freshman, why does this classroom smell like lavender and what is that annoying squeaky smell?” The lavender smell was a burning candle and that annoying squeaky sound was a super old heater in the back of the classroom. I sat next to a new girl named Jennifer, she just so happened to be in the same grade as me so I wasn’t alone. Jennifer always smelled like different perfumes from bath and body works. As weeks, months, and a year went by it was my senior year and I had grown so close to Jennifer and my teacher, Mrs. Huff. I realized how much I loved that class and how happy I was that God had led me down that path! I was filled with so much joy entering Mrs. Huff’s class my first day of my senior year because I was beginning my clinicals. Once I started visiting the hospital, Tennova, participating in and watching procedures I realized nursing is exactly what I wanted to do! The best surgery I got to witness was a baby being born; it wasn’t a pleasant sight, looked very painful and the smell of blood was so strong I felt like I could taste it, yuck! But, it was an amazing experience and I considered labor and delivery as my future
During my undergraduate years in college I wasn’t quite sure what I wanted to become when I “grew up”. I would study various professions and never felt like anything fit for me. One evening I sat down with my aunt, a nurse, and I was talking to her about how I couldn’t decide on a major and how frustrating it was to be in college feeling as if I did not have any direction. She looked at me with complete surprise on her face and said, “You aren’t applying for nursing school?” I stared at her for a moment because I was confused as to why she would ask me that. She chuckled and proceeded to tell me that she had always assumed that I would be a nurse because I spent several years of my life taking care of my 3 year old cousin who had cancer. For three years I was his caregiver and it had never occurred to me that I could make a living caring for people. I then spent countless hours researching nursing and what exactly nurses did. This was it! I had finally found what I wanted to do for the rest of my life! It took no time at all to know that I wanted to specialize in pediatrics. Throughout my clinical experiences in nursing school I have immensely enjoyed working on the Pediatric units as well as the Nursery. I am now absolutely certain that I am meant to be a pediatric nurse. Cook Children’s is recognized as a Magnet-designated hospital and is one of the best children’s hospitals in the US. Being a Cook Children’s nurse resident would allow me to fulfill my passion and dream of pediatric nursing. I am interested in a nurse residency at Cook Children’s because of its excellent reputation in patient satisfaction, standard of care, and community involvement. A residency at Cook Children’s would allow me to gain more experience and know...
A week before Christmas in 2013, my stepfather suddenly lost consciousness. His body stiffened and he began to violently convulse – he was having a seizure. Later in the hospital, the doctors informed us that my stepdad had suffered a hemorrhagic stroke. The anguish that I felt that night was eased by a nurse who talked to my family about my stepfather’s condition and assured us that the hospital would do everything that they can to assist him with recovery. The next few weeks were filled with uncertainty as my stepdad laid comatose, no knowledge of when or even if he would wake up. During that time, my interactions with the nurses always made me feel safe and comforted Unfortunately, he passed away in January 2014. Though this was a traumatic and life altering experience, what I remember most are the nurses that provided care to my stepfather. They went above and beyond their outlined job duties to care for my loved one and to make my family feel secure even in such a difficult time.
I remember the exact moment when I decided that becoming a pediatric nurse might be what I wanted to do with my life. My family and I were down the shore for a family vacation, which we do every summer. One rainy night we decided to stay in the hotel and watch a movie as a family but it did not go as intended. All of a sudden my sister started to complain of agonising pains in her kidney so we rushed her to Atlantic City Medical Center where she was diagnosed with kidney stones at age 6. This hospital then transferred her to St.Peters Childrens Hospital where I met the most kind hearted nurse. This woman cared for my sister with so much love, not only as a nurse but as a person. Once she entered the room my sister had a smile on her face even though she was in pain at times. As I
Being accountable to me as a professional is saying yes to the call and responsibility we have to bear out. It is a responsibility we take for ourselves and for others who rely on us to be present in any situations. The mission requires an openness to relationship with others. The consistency of performing at a higher level each time the job is done and strive to give all for the greatest good. In collaboration with others involved. That bond can strengthen when everyone involved intersect their effort to the same purpose. The skills acquired over the years as a bedside nurses give me an opportunity to be dependable and trustworthy. Knowing what to do in difficult situations and being intuitive is a plus. It can help in a managerial position
Throughout my life I have overcome many obstacles. I have worked and gone to school since I was 17, I paid for my housing, and I paid my necessities. In the past when I was unsure what I wanted to do with my life I struggled in school. I was a “B” and “C” student. I had a hard time finding something that really interested me. Fortunately, when I started working in healthcare I knew this was a career field I wanted to pursue. As my goals went up and solidified, so did my grades. I am proud to say I am a solid “A” and “B” student. And as I worked my way through the grapevine of jobs and aspirations I found that nursing was what my heart set upon.
There are many ups and downs that a nursing student will endure while going through a nursing program. No one will ever understand the frustrations that one will endure while going through such a rigorous program more than your fellow nursing friends that have gone through the program with you or one’s that have already gone through a similar nursing program. The connections that are made with patients, teachers, fellow colleagues, or even fellow nurses will never be forgotten and will forever be remembered. It’s hard to believe that the end is near and so many memories, good and bad have been made. The tears that have been shed were all worth it and will make all that have gone through a nursing program a better, stronger, wiser person. The
Personal Statements for Nursing is to give the affirmations description board an enhanced profile of the candidate. The leading body of trustees needs to take in all the more about the hopeful past the standard application materials, which for the most part consolidate transcripts, test scores, a resume and letters of proposition. Each affirmation process needs personal statement. The nursing personal statement writing can be composed as, the foremost section of your personal statement, perhaps maybe one or two sentences, should make clear the intention in your organization, to present an interpretive framework of your experience, instructive interests, and opportunity goals as security for your admission to a task of graduate study. The Writing
During my Sophomore year of high school, the divorce of my parents was sudden. The past few years of living with them together never gave me any hint of what was going to present itself in my later years. That following summer was tough for me when my dad abruptly went back up to Anchorage, Alaska to continue his fishing job catching pollock. I stayed with my mom, 2 younger brothers and her new boyfriend at our old house which no longer felt like my childhood home. This change in my life was abrupt and I couldn’t adjust fast enough to what was happening. That summer consisted of me working at my first job down at Bunnies By The Bay for 6 hours, going home and packing for the next day so I could head over to my grandma’s house, because at the
As a child I remember constantly requesting assistance from others whenever I needed a helping hand, and I always seemed to receive it with no resistance. As I grew older I watched as less and less people sought to help me when I was in need, and through time and experience I’ve learnt that if I ever needed a helping hand it would always remain at the end of my own arm. Although I sound a bit bitter, I’ve learned to appreciate and accept the lesson I’ve been taught and to initiate it in the process to becoming a better women. As I grow older I will continue to help myself, but I will refuse to have it hold me back from helping others. I give freely.
She did not talk much. She let me express myself without rushing me. I can still remember what she looked like even though it was a year ago. At that time, I knew I wanted to pursue a carreer in nursing. I want to make a difference in people’s life.
Developing countries like Jamaica have limited use of electronic health record systems and continues to use paper records in healthcare facilities due to inadequate funding and lack of resources. For the five years I practiced as a Registered Nurse in Jamaica I was never exposed to electronic medical records. The medical information I found was fragmented, not accessible from all areas in the health facility, difficult to read and understand, and patients have little to no access to their own medical information. I first became interested Nursing Informatics when I completed the Nursing and Health Information Systems course during the Master of Science program, this led me to a deeper understanding of the impact electronic medical records could
In 1996, my mother graduated from Eastern Kentucky University with a baccalaureate of Nursing. Although it took her five years, we were still proud of her and all that she had accomplished.