I was offered a job in Labor and Delivery, and I turned it down the Monday morning before graduation. That afternoon, I was offered a job in the neonatal intensive care unit (please see below - DREAM JOB!!) and I took it. So I start in July and I am alternately overwhelmed with excitement and scared sh*tless. Because my patients will be babies. In intensive care. At a hospital where babies go when they are too sick to be treated at other hospitals. And I do not feel at all qualified for that kind of crazy responsibility - but apparently, my degree makes it so.
Speaking of my degree, here it is:
along with my friend Kristin, who will be working at the same hospital as me on a transplant floor (yikes!). Although I don't think we look alike in the real world, we kind of do in this picture. Must be the tassel. Anyways, the night before graduation I got this:
A plaque with my name on it, because I received one of the senior awards at our pinning ceremony. They handed it to me during the ceremony which was awkward because I had no idea what to do with it...and then my mom stuck it in her bag so we could take some photos after and one of my professors came along and snatched it out and said, "sorry, you can't keep this!"
Oh really? I was planning on hanging it on the front door.
It was kind of a funny end to nursing school. Did they really think I was trying to steal the plaque that I have seen hanging in the office for the past two years??
I am really not that kind of girl!
After graduation of course I did this:
and partied with Joshua and my friends. Who are crazy. As you can see by this:
And also this:
Crazy fools.
So now all the hoopla and bells and whistles of graduation are over and I have gone back to just being a semi-employed housewife with too much time on my hands. We've moving July 1st to a smaller apartment closer to downtown and the el, which will be wonderful because it has a dishwasher and a breakfast bar and a big back porch where I can put tomato plants and a patio table. Also, I can basically see into my best friend's apartment from my living room, because she lives directly across the street. Another one of my best friends lives two buildings away. It will basically be one big party.
But the bedroom is smaller and we're going to have to get rid of some furniture to make everything fit...and we've lived in our big apartment now for 3 years. So overall, it may be a hard transition.
Which I will write more about later, because right now I have to bring Joshua back to work and then head to Starbucks to do my new favorite activity...
Study for boards.
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