The Business of Saving Lives

As my senior year of college comes to a close, I have mixed feelings. I'm excited to be done with all the school work and the anxiety of exams, but I'm not sure if I'm willing to trade it for all of the shift work and anxiety of sleeping through a shift, miscalculating a dose, or not knowing enough to save a patient's life.  

As mentioned before in this post, we know that for a long time I've based a greater portion of my self worth off of the grades I earn. I've studied hard like a mad woman so that I can be prepared to help people. Education has been a strength to me. Doing well in school doesn't necessarily come easily to me. I work hard. The foundation of my work ethic lies in the practice and effort I put into school from an early age (and of course my awesome dad's genes). However, I feel that sometimes it can also be my vice-- I am so involved with my education that socially I'm bankrupt. I'm often stressed and overworked. And I don't get nearly enough sleep. And there really should be a balance.

Education is all I've ever known. I've been in school for the last 18 years of my life and I've excelled in it. I'm determined to learn as much as I possibly can. Why stop here? Why stop after graduation in four months? Why stop ever? I'm comfortable here, in school, learning. I like learning. I'm really good at learning. Why not further my education and become an NP, DNP, PA, MD, etc. 

I'm going to become more than who I am now.  I was made to become more than this. 

If I'm not learning, progressing, or becoming-- what is the point of my existence? This life is all about gaining experience for the bettering of ourselves. And I want to become better-- whether it means continuing my education or continuing my experience in the field. 

I'm in the business of saving lives. I want to know as much as possible.