Jewells of Thought

You know as a little girl music was my idea of my career path. It never occurred to me I could potentially change my mind. Music was obviously natural for me. So what happened to me? Where did this interest for health care come from?

There have been numerous times over the years that as that 14 year old I have suppressed part of that year in my mind. Yet there are little pieces of it that come back to mind every so often. One show that really intrigued me was ‘Chicago Hope.’ Then ‘House’ like to nearly scared me out of my shoes sometimes and made me OCD about washing my hands that would really get to me as a cashier though touching money.

Then there was the show ‘The Resident’. There are too many medical dramas to list them all ‘Diagnosis Murder’ was a high on my list though with Dick Van Dyke. Somehow as a teenager I became intrigued with this genre of shows. Yet even though I did begin looking at the anatomy of the heart, I tried to memorize the bones at one time. I literally created a study guide for myself just for fun. Yet I wasn’t ready to commit to a job within healthcare and actually emotionally even though the stroke that killed my Grandpa I believe was the instigator for this it was his death and loss that drove me to history even more.

Is it weird to be drawn into three differently unique jobs in a person’s life?

I have been looking into something different from Dialysis lately but within the confines of working with blood. I learned how to take blood, did blood sampling and got them ready and packaged for testing. It was truly a neat and intriguing process and I did it on a daily basis one way or another. I thought as a child I wouldn’t be able to make it as a nurse because of working with blood. It turns out after working with blood for nearly a year it really doesn’t bother me. It was really such an incredible thing to be a part of when I worked in Dialysis it amazed me daily how we were keeping those people alive by washing their blood.

The solitary photo with me in the mask is when I worked at Fresenius this was at Spencer. The other photos were of DaVita in Illinois. These were taken on my last day of training at Mount Vernon. It was an absolutely amazing experience this was a 22 seater fortunately they only did 2 shifts a day meaning 44 patients if they made it in that day.

God-willing something will come up soon. It would be nice sooner than later though. It does feel like I may have found something I could do if God is in the details.