A Research Study On Nursing School

As a young child, I was always drawn towards the field of health care. I remember reading about the many options that are held within it and wondering what path it would lead me on. Neonatal nursing was something that always came into my mind, but it was often pushed to the side by people and teachers who thought I should become a pediatrician instead. This became a real struggle for me, but as I grew up and began researching and exploring the health care field I came to a decision for myself. I came to the realization that everyone was wrong. I didn’t want to be a doctor at all. This sudden burst of independence from what everyone else wanted was the first step to reaching my end goal. Along with this, an accelerated education, volunteer

I have many areas, which I need to improve on within nursing school. I know I need to improve on pharmacology and understanding why the medication is given and the side effects the drug may have. When looking at pharmacology, I understand some medication, but trying to differentiate why one medication is given instead of another that may ultimately do the same action for the diagnosis. There are numerous drugs in health care, it is a bit overwhelming to think we might have to know all of them or at least have a general idea of what all of them do and the side effects they have.

My parents own assisted living facilities and nursing homes so being around the sick, the terminally ill, and the elderly has always been a part of my life. I have spent a lot of my time working for my family’s business and learning to cope with sickness. My granny had numerous heart attacks and other serious health problems. When my granny went into kidney failure I felt helpless because I was unable to help her. All I could offer at that moment want conversations, and making sure in her last moments in life she knew how loved she was and still is. I now understand what many families face on a daily basis and at the moment, I knew I wanted to go into medicine so that I may help the sick and their families. Being around the doctors that treated

I’ve always known I wanted to help people, but I didn’t know exactly how I was going to do it. My sister has influenced me to pursue a career in the healthcare. At the young age of 20, my sister was told that she was in stage 3 renal failure. At the time I was only 16 years old and still trying to figure out what I wanted to do for the rest of my life, getting news like that was difficult to absorb. The constant doctor visits made me realize a health profession is what I was going to do. The incredible doctors and nurses who have been a part of my family’s journey have left a huge impact on me. The compassion, drive, and dedication to not only their work but to their patients have woken

I grew up dreaming and admiring the work of Florence Nightingale, Mother Teresa, and my aunt who is a Gynecologist Specialist while providing utmost care and assistance to sick family members who were in pain, especially my grandparents, my three months premature daughter, and my mother-in-law who fought with cancer for 15 years. Throughout my school years, I worked hard towards my dream, however, when in college I met my husband, was married and moved to Kansas. It was not until, after fourteen years of marriage that I started working as a Pharmacy technician and acquiring my CNA certificate that I felt as if God has chosen me for this purpose and I decided to acquire BSN degree. Since CVS was a neighboring store, I met people with various illnesses, started seeing them on a routine basis, and tried my unsurpassed in providing them with comfort, assistance, and support, while using empathy and tolerance in satisfying their needs. Most of all, I started

I began my undergraduate career at the University of Minnesota with every intent of working toward a nursing degree and a career as a pediatric oncology nurse. I had been in the hospital a few times and had excellent nurses that took great care of me and my family; making our stay as comfortable as possible under the given circumstances. My interest in the healthcare field, specifically oncology, also stemmed from experiences I had volunteering and fundraising for organizations like Children’s Miracle Network throughout high school. After one semester of coursework and a few months volunteering at Masonic Children’s Hospital, I realized that a career in nursing was not what I had imagined myself to be. As I began to familiarize myself and make connections with medical professionals in the hospital, I noticed that nurses did not spend

Pursuing a career in nursing brings me an internal satisfaction beyond words. I enjoy being around people and I feel with my caring and empathetic soul, I can use that to heal the mind, body and souls of my patients. My reason for wanting to return to college comes from my desire to be in a position to make an impact on someone’s life. In my current position I provide assistance to individuals on a daily basis, but it is not satisfying my need to help heal. I am currently 30 years old and I love children and I am eager to work with children and when I would like to know about their little bodies so that I can be aware of how to help them. I naturally have the need to nurture and protect others. I have 2 nieces and when each of them was born I was so impressed by the level of care that the NICU nurses provided to

Growing up around three female nurses in my family has sparked an interest in working in the medical field; being the introvert that I am, I decided that it was best to become a medical records field technician in Surprise Arizona. Being a big part of my life has I was growing up, my Nana and my two aunts Phyllis and Theresa all took upon the same career choice and became nurses. On February 14, 2012 I went with my Nana and my sister to the nursing home where my Nana works and passed out cookies for Valentine’s Day. While I was passing out cookies with my sister, I was able to see how the staff interacted with the patients and helped them if was needed, it made me realize that one day I would like to work somewhere in the medical field, but

My ambition is to graduate St. Francis College as a Registered Nurse with a Bachelor’s degree in the upcoming years. Although majoring in nursing will not be easy, I feel I am prepared for the challenge. At this time in my life I cannot see myself majoring in anything else. As a young girl, with a mother working in the medical field, I was always fascinated going to work with her. Working in a doctor’s office these past two and a half years myself has given me much experience with patients and has made it more to clear to me that this is what I want to pursue as a career. I wish to be a nurse because I seem to get a feeling of warmth and internal satisfaction when helping those in need. I have begun to learn that medicine is not the only cure for people’s ailments. It is the care they receive by those around them whether it is in a hospital, nursing home, or even their own home. This is where I believe that I can make a great difference in people 's lives by helping them recover.

Ever since I was a little girl, I have been interested in the field of medicine. Specifically, I want to be a Physician Assistant and work in a Pediatric Hospital. My Mother is a huge influence on my choice to pursue this career. She was a Firefighter and a Paramedic but recently decided to go back to college for a Bachelors in Psychology to become a Physical Therapist. An area of specialization in medicine that interests me is Emergency Pediatric Care. This area interests me because I love children and want to be able to help kids who have been ill or injured. When I was younger, I went to the hospital with my younger cousin Kylie. She suffers from cerebral palsy and I remember watching the doctors taking care and making sure Kylie was comfortable

When I first began my college career in 2011, I was a first generation college student. I entered into college with only a vague goal of becoming a Physician’s Assistant. The most common question I was asked was why? Why a Physicians Assistant? And I my answer was always the simple standard answer of: “I want to help people”. I, undeniably, still want to help others but it was not until the Christmas of my sophomore year, that I truly understood what it meant and took to be a successful Physician’s Assistant. A few days after Christmas my mother was hospitalized for two and a half weeks with a continuous blood clot in her leg and a small blood clot in her lungs. She spent the first 3 days in ICU, required multiple blood and iron transfusions, and eventually surgery. For me, the worst part of the entire experience was being awakened in the middle of the night by nothing more than the faint whisper of my name. Till this day, I don’t know how I heard it. My mom had collapsed on the stairs in excruciating pain. She was extremely weak and unable to move. I thought I was watching my mother die, and the immediate fear and panic that I felt, still haunts me sometimes. I didn’t know what to do or what was

When I was fourteen years old, my great-grandmother had an ischemic stroke and struggled with Broca’s Aphasia until she passed away seven months later. What she left me with, however, was a gift greater than anything of monetary value: passion for the healthcare field. For months prior to her death, I watched her devote her life to redeeming her expressive language. I was inspired tremendously by her gallantry and decided that I wanted to make a difference in the lives of others. However, when I was applying to colleges, I chose nursing because it was what my parents suggested I pursue as a career. After coming to college with the anticipation of graduating with a degree in nursing, I was disappointed when, after two years of school, I realized

My best friend had a difficult delivery that resulted in an emergency c-section. I credit the quick and competent intervention of those on her obstetrics team with saving her life and the life of her baby. I spent several days with her in the hospital following her delivery. I began to think about my mother and what would have happened to me if she had declined medical care in a similar situation. I thought about the people of Costa Rica who want and need access to health care, but do not always have it. I again began to question my career path, and I became compelled to explore a career in

Choosing nursing as my profession wasn’t unprecedented, due to my family’s uncommon involvement in the nursing world. My own mother is the only known member in my family engaged in such a profession because of her aptitude towards empathy and her keen sight for common sense. Her involvement made me aware of this type of profession and how I could help others, thus shaping my strong belief in becoming a nurse myself. My belief in this profession was further strengthened because of a nurse that took care of me during my lengthened stay in the hospital. I managed to contract a deadly virus that left me disoriented and scared and the nurse’s mere presence was the only thing that calmed me down. Her gentleness towards me caused me to idolise her and consider following in my

To this day, my mother, a CNA at a local hospital where she’s been for the past 24 year, fears going to hospitals herself; let that sink in. This is common in the community in which I was raised and I’m sure in many other underserved communities across this nation as well. Many do not trust in our healthcare system and I want to work towards changing their perspective. I want to educate those in underserved communities on the importance of taking care of themselves and seeking treatment when necessary. Having been raised in an underserved community myself, I believe that I am in a unique position to truly make a difference. My other hope is that I can inspire the children of these communities to follow their dreams. Maybe, just maybe, they will be able to use our similarities as a starting point as they embark on the lifelong journey of self-identification and self-discovery. Having the opportunity to pursue my dream of becoming a physician, coupled with the potential impact that I can have on communities that are often neglected is the reason that I want to be a healthcare professional.