The first 8 years
As a nurse your life gets busy. Busy enough that I went 9 years between my posts. I am going to summarize the first eight years and then dive more into being a nurse, my expectations, reality, and my future. Graduation was a whirlwind. I was bright-eyed and full of hopes and dreams with my new career. I was offered and accepted a job at the University of Louisville (UofL) on the Med-surf unit. I was overjoyed to be starting a new job, to use my skills, and all in the city we were hoping to move our lives too. I had also applied to multiple other positions in and around Louisville and was offered a position on the Bone Marrow Transplant/Hospice unit at the University of Kentucky (UK) prior to my start date for UofL. It was a dilemma. UK offered more money and the population I wanted to work with but UofL was in Louisville, where we thought we were to be. In the end I chose the population and money and we moved to Lexington, KY without knowing anyone or having been there bef