my 16 yr old was at childrens hospital for 7 weeks with cancer fighting like a champ for his life. But he died-- went to heaven.
I lost my mind for a period of 14 months. With the help of God and a top notch psychatrist, it was decided that I would take this overwhelmingly pain ridden experience and do good with it.
I am not a nurse yet. I am an aid at a nursing home in pursuit in college to become a pediatric nurse someday.
I have found that my experience with my son has been such a help to others because I can feel their pain--from my heart.
I hope to find hurting parents and help them. I hope to possibly help some sick kids get well. And help those dieing to have a peaceful passing like my son did.
And each that i help, I will thank God for the opportunity to be there to be a help to them. For me, it is not about the money.
It is about helping people with a most extreme of situations to survive it.
then after surviving, shine brightly like a champion.
I only have one more required chemistry class before i am elgible to be RN trained. I can not wait to get started to be available for hurting people and possibly, maybe , help someone see some hope in a hard situation.
thanks for your listening ear. i do appreciate it.
God bless all you nurses for what you do, day in and day out.
rascal