Last year I went to school to be a medical assistant. Too easy. Never studied. Got all As. So I went to nursing school to be, obviously, a nurse. (After a several week battle with myself which I do wish I recorded.)

Quick summary of classes that I took for the medical assisting degree. There was a whole class of secretarially  work. I hated that one because the test were very poorly written and poorly taught. Pathophysiology was frustrating because it honestly just gave an overview of what was taught. And we did go into some lab stuff because as medical assistants we can do basic lab and drawing blood, but only a CBC, sed rate (checks for inflammation), blood smears for the lab tech and urine analysis.

So I have a clue about what is going to be going on when I got out of school but not a major clue. I did wonder how it would be after I got out of school and I was working and for some reason that didn’t fully appeal to me. I figured that I once I was working in a peds clinic (I want to work with either children or OB.)  and I got into the back office where I wanted to work, everything would be fine. I would be happy with my work and there would be no problems.

Instead, I switched degrees. So now I’m going to be a nurse in two years. (71 weeks + test, not like anyone is counting)

I was walking to the library today after class and I began thinking. And the thought just popped into my mind.

I can’t wait until I’m done with school and able to work.

I don’t know why. It’s not like we’ve done a lot. And maybe it is because I keep seeing how much the teachers know and I can’t wait until I can know that much. Or maybe it’s because the work actually appeals to me in its entirety. Who knows what it is. But the fact still remains, I cannot wait until I’m done with school and can get out there and start working.

I’m glad. My mom will be glad too when she hears it. I just never thought I would be this excited about learning nursing when I started almost a month ago.