Okay so I've never wrote a blog before, never thought I would have anything to say, still don't really, however, figured I was here so what the heck! I've been a nurse for 18 years now, which I consider to be just a blink in the long scheme of things, yet often I am amazed at how much has changed even in what I consider by short career. I remember using glass bottles, mixing our own drips, calculating drip rates, the list goes on and on. And I've been lucky to have experienced many aspects of nursing. I spent my first 6 to 7 years in ICU, which gave me a great base knowledge that has helped me in all I do. The nurses there were wonderful, most of them old enough to be my mother at the time, so after awhile, I had many mothers. It's only after you leave, that you truly realize all you have learned, and I found myself saying to new nurses, all the things they would have said to me. From ICU, I went to another hospital, where I became a charge nurse on a telemetry unit. Afterwards I tried long term care, did not have a good experience my first time around, it was not a good facility to say the least. So I moved on, working three jobs at once, I did agency nursing, also took care of ill pediatric patients at home, such as vents, central lines, feeding tubes, the whole nine yards. And I would also do chart audit reviews in two group homes in our area for Rescare. I did this for about a year when I went to hospice. I stayed with hospice for three years, and while it may sound odd to those who have never done it, I loved it everyday. For selfish reasons at that. Of all the patients or families I have cared for other the years, none are more thankful or appreciative of you and your work. And to feel like you are truly making a difference in their lives, because you are sharing the most intimate of times with them. But those same reasons are what make it so difficult at the same time, the emotional aspect can certainly be tiring to ones soul. Moving on, I then had some health issues going on, and I took nine months off work to get those things straightened out, in the end I was diagnosed with rheumatoid arthritis. Yay! So when I went back to work, thought I would try home health, once again not a good experience just because of the agency I choose, me and one other nurse for 13 counties, it became a 24/7 job that I tired very easily from after only 9 months, so back to the hospital I went and became clinical supervisor of the step down unit. Was there for four years but after a battle with cancer, followed immediately by a significant auto accident, I had to slow down. So I came to where I am today, I started here part time as a floor nurse, working three eight hour shifts a week. Then beginning of this month I became an RNAC for the first time in my life. Talk about culture shock. I may as well have learned French and moved to Spain, haha. That's about how it feels in the beginning. Totally different world, but so far I am loving it. It is very detail oriented, which I am too, so I fit right in. They say it takes about a year to start to feel comfortable with what you are doing, and I believe it. But I am ready for the challenge. I'll keep you posted on how this journey goes. Wish me Luck! Blessed be to all.