After the better part of a year of preparation, this past week marks the official beginning of my schooling as a nurse, and the end of my career as a computer programmer. While the program is by all accounts very exacting, for the first time in a long time I genuinely feel that I’m on the right path. Things are looking up!
As it happens, I had previously tried to transfer into the nursing program during my undergraduate degree several years ago, but events conspired to thwart my attempt. After taking almost all of the prerequisite courses for the transfer program, I was told that the minimum GPA to even be considered for the transfer route was 3.85. Now despite busting my ass to do well in these prerequisites, a few sub-par grades in a prior semester resulted in my overall GPA falling short by a full grade point. Needless to say I was disheartened and, because I was young and foolish, didn’t bother sending in an official application for the nursing program, presumably to save myself the “certain” disappointment.
The immense folly of this was brought to my attention last summer however, when I was applying for the program I’m currently in. I was chatting with the undergraduate nursing advisor about something or other to do with the application, and I told my little story about trying to get in via the transfer route before. When I finished regaling her she had quite a pained look on her face, and while I know my delivery skills were by no means perfect, I never imagined they were that bad. Fortunately for my future as a teller of anecdotes, the cause of her discomfort was the fact that for the past several years, the admissions office had been erroneously advising potential applicants that the minimum required GPA was 3.85, when in fact it was nowhere near as high. Had I decided to just apply, I probably would have made it into the program all those years ago.
As much as I had a good laugh about it at the time, knowing that I more or less let this opportunity slip past me, and being keenly aware that I haven’t achieved as much as I’d hoped to by this stage in my life, I’ll admit to a few pangs of disappointment now and again. But here’s the thing, despite wanting go into nursing before, I can’t for the life of me remember the reasons behind that desire, apart from not wanting to continue with computer science. I now have clear and definite reasons for pursuing nursing, and the certainty (as much as one can be certain about anything) that it will be a good fit for me. Had I made it into nursing back then, I’m not sure my younger self would have been as well suited to it as I believe myself to be now. Things appear to have worked out as well as could be reasonably hoped for.
Digressions aside, after 24 continuous months I will have completed a Bachelor’s in Nursing, and the NCLEX won’t be far behind. Here’s to unceasing forward motion!