That was such a long time ago. From deciding to enter into NYP Nursing School, becoming full fledge registered nurse, to registered APN, and now entering into my 30s.
Fourteen years of nursing (including my student days) mean a lot to me. One thing that is sure to be thankful about, is I'm still practising as a nurse.
Fourteen years... I've met so many people in my life through nursing. Many "grandpas", "grandmas", "uncles", "aunties" and "buddies". As many as these people have entered my life, many of them have also either moved on or passed on.
Having a job which you face pain and death is definitely no fun. And it definitely takes the plain "joy" of "Everything in the world is beautiful and perfect" out of my life. Blue skies are always a bit grey, rain clouds more omnimous, flowers that just bloomed are about to wither soon. In fact to a certain extent, I feel comfortable when I'm not "Too Happy".
Exactly when things are a bit darker then usual, colours are attractive and music is a blessing. Don't know when I start feeling this complexity, my smiles have tears and my tears have smiles.... and at times, I just don't know what is that "feeling"..
Happy Nurses' Day, Liz. Happy......
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