This is about a profession..
in which students are pushed into,
there are very few who chooses this as their career,
no one knows the struggle we are put into,
none can understand the level of mental torture we get,
those 4 years just goes like hell,
those long stands for 8-10 hours continuously everyday,
and attending the never ending classes,
the criticism we used to get while getting signed the log book,
the damnable feeling when in the OT or in the ICU,
those horrendous days of administration,
those sleepless nights to get through all the exams,
those fearsome moments of practicals,
those feeble responses from the patients to get our procedures done..
Apart from all this, there remains some joyous moments which always cherishes our hearts..
the awesome feel we get when there's an backflow of blood in one attempt,
when the fear goes from our mind to give IMs,
the steady and strong stand in OT while receiving the babies in our hands for first time,
the so called excursion aka outpostings,
the first try we used to give to our cooking during community posting,
those astonishing field trips,
and finally from the day of 'holding lamps' to 'getting certainty for our profession',
ultimately, the sensitive appreciation when someone calls out for your help.. Sister!!..
Yes, I am a NURSE...