death in the icu
There are a lot of things on my mind lately. I kind of have whiplash from the last 3 years that I am still coming out of. In January of 2023, my stepdad died suddenly one morning and a week later I started the nursing program. I was in the throws of an intensive program for 2 years straight while life kept moving along in the background. I made as much time for friends as I could, but during school I worked full time and was helping to raise my teenage nephew, so I was rarely, if ever, available for socialization. Once I graduated, I accepted a job in the ICU, which has only felt like more school. Similar to those first semesters of nursing school, working in the ICU as a new grad has felt like "drinking from a fire hose" with all the information and learning you do in such a small amount of time. Don't get me wrong, I have loved it. It's been so incredibly fulfilling and enjoyable to learn like this and from some of the smartest people I've ever met, but it'...