Thursday, October 25, 2012

Boys, School, and Perspective

So, it's been a few days, but I've been pretty busy.  Well, "pretty" is probably a bit of an understatement.  As a nursing student they like to keep us on our toes with our schedule and our school work...so I don't know how consistent I will be throughout the rest of...forever.  But I'm doing all right so far.

To start with, I wanted to share a few thoughts with you about men.  As an (ALMOST) 21 year old, I actually have...well...just about ZERO experience.  Well...not zero, but pretty close.  I've been in MAYBE one "relationship," but I'd rather not go there.  The past is the past for a reason.  But this is blog did come for Disney inspiration, so I thought I might share some perspective that Disney movies have given me on boys.


Let's be honest now....  Real world?  Most men are like Shang.  Honest, but not mushy.  Logical.  Not super sweet and romantic.  It really just doesn't happen all that often, and girls, it's about time we just faced it.  If you're looking for your prince charming...he probably looks and acts nothing like you expected...if you've found him, then Congratulations!!  There are women singing your praises and wishing they were you all over the world.  Our lives aren't perfect, and our love lives are probably the farthest thing from perfect we'll ever see.  But be happy, because the boys out there?  They are even more clueless than we are, because they are spending so much time trying not to say the WRONG thing that they hardly ever say the RIGHT thing...and when they do, it's usually WAY later after they finally figure out what they think that we were thinking, which usually isn't half as complicated as they make it out to seem that it is.

Now, if you've followed that train of thought so far, then good for you.  Now on to other life altering thought processes.  This past week, I've had class and 3 clinicals.  One at my old high school, one at a high school that I almost went to instead, and one at......umm....oh yeah, the veterans clinic.  So a couple of milestones happened this week.  First, I gave my first IM (intramuscular) shot...on a live patient...I've practiced loads of times, but this was my first patient that I gave an injection to.  Second, my first blood draw by venipuncture (meaning from a vein) - way easier than I thought it would be.  Who'd'a thunk it that the girl who was terrified of needles growing up would be so good at using them on other people later.  Now if only my instructor hadn't been hovering and had given me a little bit of breathing room I don't think my patient would have been HALF so nervous.  Finally, I have reaffirmed my love of children.  Even the obnoxious teenage ones.  I know I hated high school, but now that I'm not in it, it is so much easier to enjoy working with, talking to, and educating high school students.  Partly because I don't really care what they think of me...and partly because I love what I'm doing.  I can't wait to be a pediatric nurse.  Some people don't figure out what they were "meant" to do with their lives until much older, I feel so blessed to have known so early what I wanted to do and to be fulfilling that wish and knowing that I'll do well there so early in my life.



Finally, a little bit of perspective on life.  Be prepared for my profound knowledge being imparted upon you. It will be impressive AND astounding.  Ready?  Life is sacred, and the memories of those we loved, and those who are lost live on in us forever.  I volunteered up in Arlington National Cemetery this past weekend. Way awesome just P.S.

(I'm the one in the air - awesome right?)

But in any case we were there walking up and down cataloging the insignia's printed on the gravestones denoting their religion.  For example: 
This is the image depicted on the gravestones of known members of my religion.

No one has gone through and done this before...so we spent about six hours walking up and down rows of gravestones just looking.  For me, its such an awe inspiring place.  I've grown up a military brat, and I'm so grateful for the sacrifices that have been made to protect and maintain my freedom's and my way of life.  My dad's Uncle and namesake fought in the Korean war and went MIA (missing in action) and was presumed dead.  He could be one of many of the unknown/unnamed buried in Arlington, but unfortunately, my family will probably never know.  But my country will be forever indebted to those men and women that lost their life.  The men and women buried here are only a fraction of the people that have lost their lives in pursuit of the life that we live every day, the way of life that we so quickly take for granted.  Next time you're stuck in traffic, or having a bad day because something in your life has gone wrong, remember them.  Remember their sacrifice for you.  Live your life, and live it well.  And NEVER forget.


They died for you.


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