Wk.3

I love what I do. There I said it. Sometimes I doubt it, but being in the thick of things and finally starting to feel like I can make a small difference and actually help someone, even if it is just retracting, makes me feel good. Sometimes it is so hard to sit in class and accept that there is a certain amount of theory that must be learned before going into the hospital to take care of patients. The rewards of caring for people are so far removed that I wondered many times why I got myself into this mess. But now... I love it!