Becoming A Nurse: A Career Analysis

If it is not going to challenge you, then how will it change you? Through life we are faced with many trials and tribulations, most which we do not choose. The beauty in these struggles are that we are able to learn things about ourselves that we otherwise would not have discovered. The beauty in my struggle is that it led me to developing a passion for chiropractic. My mom had three children at a young age, and my dad no longer was in the picture to help take on the responsibility of parenting. I am the oldest of the three, and starting at a young age I began to learn and adapt to taking care of my two younger siblings so my mom could work and go to school. At the age of 6, I was preparing bottles, two scoops of formula equals four ounces

I chose to explore the health care field because I feel as though it is my calling to care to others in need, and my mom is a nurse as well. I looked into being a nurse anesthetist. For the longest time I wanted to follow my mom’s footsteps, because of this, I took the opportunity to shadow at a local hospital. Being in the OR was fun, there was a lot of commotion, back to back surgeries, and the list could go on. Needless to say the OR was hectic. I was lucky to be there on a day when there was a knee replacement being performed. I got to wear scrubs and sit in with the nurse anesthetist. This was the best experience I possibly could have asked for. Twenty minutes passed and there the nurse was, reading a magazine while monitoring the screen. After an hour had passed, I could not wait to get out of there. Where was the love, the patient interaction, the smile from your patient when you eliminate the pain or disease they accumulated? I learned that job was not for me. This is what I had wanted and what I had planned to do. I wanted interaction, I did not want IV’s hooked up to my patients. I wanted to love what I do so I sought out a different health care profession. A family friend of mine is a local chiropractor who is a palmer graduate, Dr. Meylor. Over the summer before my freshman year of college I shadowed him three times a week. Patient after patient,