My nursing program starts in six weeks!
I've been looking forward to this date for more than a year. Now that it's finally approaching I am getting excited, and anxious to start, and just a little freaked out. Having already stopped working, I have all kinds of free time to sit around and be nervous.
The whole thing has started to get real now that I've bought my first set of scrubs. Looking at myself in the mirror, I realized that this uniform is the first thing patients are going to notice when I walk into a room. They aren't going to see some random computer geek who's worked at a desk for half his life. They're going to see a healthcare professional, because that is who and what I'm going to be.
As revelations go, I suppose it isn't particularly profound, but it's helping me remember my reasons for doing this. I'll be happy when the semester starts because that will leave me too busy for all the second-guessing.
I did notice that I look damn good in the outfit, if I do say so myself.