The countdown is on, next Wednesday will be my very first day in a classroom in three years. This time, it will be for something I truly enjoy. However, I am slightly nervous about the unknown of it all. A school brand new to me in a city I can barely navigate my way through. I haven’t even walked inside of Durham College, yet somehow I need to be able to buy a parking pass, start the process of getting some of my transfer credits, and change my last name with the school (I applied to school three months before getting married) all hopefully before the first day of school.
More then nervous, I am excited. I had my last day at work on Sunday, and am now going to be working on a “casual” basis (call-ins). The entire shift went well, and I told a few Residents that I won’t be in as much because I am going back to school. Those that I told wished me well, which was very nice. I thought I would be sad on my last day; after all when I finished my first nursing placement in school I cried thinking, “I will never get to see these people again;” but instead I was happy. Happy at how hard I have worked over the past three years, how much I’ve learned about myself, and how lucky I am that I learned what I truly want to do for the rest of my life. My Residents have taught me a lot about patience, respect, empathy, and humility. It is not their fault that I am leaving nursing, if I wanted to blame someone, I would blame myself. I couldn’t handle the constant loss in my job, caring for people for years only to watch them die is hard, really hard. I admire anyone who has to deal with that sort of loss and stress everyday. Nurses are amazing, I just knew it was time for me to make a change.
So in one week, I start on the journey towards my new life of becoming a web designer. Where I get to create, and make things beautiful and functional. Where I get to code till my heart is content, and tinker around in Photoshop until I achieve perfection. Where the hobby I have enjoyed for years, is my career.
