Over eighteen years ago I made the decision to enter into the nursing profession; I wanted to save the world, one person at a time. For many years that's just how it was with the occasional day feeling like I accomplished nothing.

     The last 4 years has had more of nothing with a little saving sprinkled here and there. I've gone back to school from time to time, (all nursing related) in hopes of changing the sprinkle back to a roar, but with no success. I totally love the days when a patient gets well goes home, the days when I get that little old lady who just cannot show you enough gratitude for simply placing a warm blanket around her shoulders or the days it's crazy but I'm working with a great team who helps everyone out and has fun doing it.

     As I've gotten older I'm not sure if I have just lost the ability to ignore the crap that people dish at me or if there simply is just so much dung flinging, I can no longer breathe from the stench. All I know is this...I need a new dream...one that will bring a blessing to lives of others...breaks into song...

To dream the impossible dream, 

To fight the unbeatable foe, 

To bear with unbearable sorrow 

To run where the brave dare not go; 

To right the unrightable wrong. 

To love, pure and chaste, from afar, 

To try, when your arms are too weary, 

To reach the unreachable star! 

This is my Quest to follow that star, 

No matter how hopeless, no matter how far, 

To fight for the right 

Without question or pause, 

To be willing to march into hell 

For a heavenly cause! 

And I know, if I'll only be true 

To this glorious Quest, 

That my heart will lie peaceful and calm 

When I'm laid to my rest. 

And the world will be better for this, 

That one man, scorned and covered with scars, 

Still strove, with his last ounce of courage, 

To reach the unreachable stars!

The Impossible Dream"

from MAN OF LA MANCHA (1972)