This day marks the 3rd year, the 1,096th day of the gruesome Ampatuan Massacre, a horrible event in our history where 58 people were killed, 34 of whom were journalists or working for the broadcast industry. Justice is yet to be served, but do you still care?
It seems like the attention of the…
December 24, 2011 approaching 12midnight:
I was sitting on a high stool, sipping wine, chatting with my family and generally feeling relieved that the licensure exams are over. The past few months have been very physically, emotionally, and intellectually draining. Just like any other recent taker, I was hoping that I scored enough to secure my license. That was the first time that I felt that I was really out of school. I was looking forward to lots of leisure time; and boy, that was the life. It wasn’t until I got my license that I began to seriously plan for the future. And it was while staring at my brand-new professional ID when I first thought about the cost of getting it and the possibilities that it opens.
December 24, 2012 approaching 12midnight:
I was slightly tired and was wrapping up a PM shift. It’s been a few months since I started practicing my profession. Whatever optimism and euphoria I had upon getting my license had already fizzled out. And it wasn’t until then that I realized how great a sacrifice the nursing profession can be. For us, there are no normal weekends, no holidays, and not even storm signals exempt us from going to work. We invest a lot of time on patients who, more often than not, don’t even notice the fatigue that we have to endure. We have to abide by international standards using third-world resources. And oftentimes, we are harrassed over things by which we have no control over. Financial compensation is usually barely adequate and the physical toll of shifting schedules is quite hard to describe in words. It was at times like these that I usually ask myself: is it really worth it? Once upon a time, I thought getting a license was the biggest hurdle to get through…it is only now that I realize that the bigger challenge is how to stay inspired. To all nurses out there, I salute you. Living in a 24/7 industry is hard, but living for one that must operate come hell or high water means that there is no easy rest. Is it all worth it? I think we should always go back as to why we entered this profession…at the end of the day, a new day begins.