It is test day. Those that know me well know that the only way I get through this day is by thinking of "Plan B". "Plan B" came about while I was coming up with my worst case scenarios. Last year it was..."Worst case scenario is that I fail. If I fail I can always pack up and move myself back to Oregon and get a job as a CNA and start over there. At least I will be with Family... right?" This semester proves a bit more challenging since I am half way through the program. Starting over is NOT and option. Plus I am contracted in at HCGH until the end of jan 09. Soooooo now I have "Plan B":
Giving meds is fun, I like giving meds....
Does it necessarily have to be in a person? How about animals? Aren't I making people happy by making their animals happy?
Or there is the easy fallback of having a little beauty shop. Talk of the town. Being the central location of all that's going on.
And there is still my ultimate dream of running an Inn or B&B.
I know, I know, I still want to pass my tests and continue on to be "Nurse Krista- defender of the immunosupressed and damaged bodies everywhere. Coming soon to a town near you." But having my "Plan B" always brings a smile to my face and a little less stress to my life while I'm a waitin' for my scores.