6 years ago I decided that I wanted to start a career, I wanted better
for me and my son and wanted to be a positive role model when he grew up. I
never knew then my 3 year nursing course would in fact take me 6 years. I never
knew then that I would finish the course married and with 3 children.
I remember when I first started university I was out of my depth on the
academic work also unsure what being a nurse was. But I was chucked in at the
deep end it took alit of determination to carry on. Although it took me a while
to get into the swing of things after a while I realised that actually I loved
The hours at first was too much so went part time for a few years used to
love doing a few days and spending the rest of the time with Pants. The plan to
go full time when Pants started school, but that didn’t happen as fell pregnant
with Ami. I could finish the course but leave out four weeks of placement in
which I would complete the next year.
After all those years of studying, all those years stuck reading articles
and writing essays, all those years of starting early and finishing early. I am
so pleased I finished the course. I could have given up many times but I didn’t.
So last week as I walked into Canterbury Cathedral wearing my gown and hat, I
was pleased that this is what I had achieved. I didn’t write my self of and