Ever thought of being famous? Honestly. Come on…Don’t look away! Yes, you did! So did I.
8 years in the running and still I dream of being on stage in that Kodak Theatre singing my heart guts out. No, i don’t have that Kelly Clarkson voice, neither do I have Archuleta’s goodlooks (Can’t say David cause the last 2 finalists were Davids, and who else’s name is David too? *Hint*Hint*Points at self with little dignity). Yet, I think to myself rather spontaneously often, I can do it anyhow. Well to all the ‘I-think-I-can-do-it’ people, just hear out what I have to say/type.
American Idol is as such, hundreds if not thousands of people queue and wait for the chance to meet the awesome four, whom some query their abilities to perform. Idolatas claim that they were ‘born to do this’ and some seek ‘a change in their lives for a better future’. Who knows who or what they’ll become when they were born? No one, only God knows.
Somehow I feel, Nursing has become just like American Idol. Minus the fame, the glamor, the money, the popularity, the… Okay, it’s nothing like American Idol. I just needed a reason to tie this in to something ‘Nursing Worthy’. But wait up, don’t move on to Shefaly’s blog just yet (she’s gonna kill me). I will make sense, i think.
The current recession has shaken many people from different stratas and class. The rich became richer, the poor became poorer. The rich became poor, the poor became, poor-poor. And people scramble to find meets end. Job losses and pay cuts just ain’t the thing to be looking forward to these days. Hence, i purely understand the WDA’s movement in luring matured students and youngsters to take up healthcare positions. But then, it compromises one thing. Care.
‘I think I can do this’. ‘I was born to do this’. ‘It’s good money’. ‘I’ll have a secured job’. Job. I. Money. Got the drift?
Nursing is not a job, and it’s not about you. It’s a lifelong process. For the sake of our patients, the sick, and the future 80 year old me, please don’t join Nursing if you think it’s just a job. Don’t think you can do it, don’t say you were born to do this. And please don’t tell me it’s your passion. Passion, such a subjective word. If anyone knows anything about passion, it’s Abraham Lincoln who exorcised slavery. No one can be really passionate about something until he or she achieves something great. Florence Nightingale had passion, Mahatma Gandhi had passion, Jesus Christ had passion. I reckon you won’t equate yourself of such stature, no?
But be a nurse, a healthcare provider, if you know that you want to do it. And you’ll want to do it, because you would’ve done it anyway for the sake of doing it for the want and desire of doing it. Doing. Do. If you have that zest in your guts telling you that you’ll clean the patient in his diarrhea state, and you’ll dig deep into faeces to find out if a patient’s bleeding, knowing in all good will, that your life is your patients. I’ll let you nurse me when i’m 80. Pun intended.
I take back what I said about American Idol, it’s just like Nursing after all. It’s either you make it or break it (as Paula Abdul would say). Just do it if you know you’re not gonna break it.
Did I make sense? Or am I gonna lose my job as a blogger?
