Got pulled over last night for turning right on a red light. It was late and there was (seemingly) no one around. Only in Urbana would turning right on red be illegal. I just got a warning, no big deal. I'm actually kinda proud of my brush with the law.
This past weekend I made my triumphant return to life as an ER tech. Lots of "holy shit, what do I do?" moments, but I enjoy it. It's going to sound strange, but I felt more alive changing old men's diapers and doing EKGs than I have on my usual weekend routine of going out to a bar or playing videogames til 3am. As I sit here on my 23rd, I've found my place and I can clearly see the path that will give me most fulfilment. I need to work in the medical field whether it be as a tech, a nurse or a doctor. I don't really care. First I need to get the hell out of school, but once that's out of the way, I need to work. Just work. Last night I picked up a 4 hour shift. There was this soft spoken, diabetic old man. I had to take his blood sugar a few times, open fruit cup for him, even tie his shoes. As I was caring for him, we'd have simple conversation. Simple but genuine conversation. He was just glad to get some help and I found long missing fulfilment in helping him. I feel like I'm on my way to becoming a work-a-holic. Getting interactions like I've recounted here is my drug, a drug that makes me feel like living another day. I'm going to need that fix to keep going. I've seen this need to get this fix in some people (most notably my Mom and my Dad). In fact, my Dad even said to me just this weekend, that over the past few years it's become more and more apparent to him that I need to be a doctor. I guess the apple doesn't fall far from the tree and all that jazz. Besdies my parents, Idunno, I kinda feel like I also need someone else who feels the same way I do in my life. I got someone in mind, although it's doubtful anything will come of it.
In the 3 times I've seen Batman Begins, one quote has really struck me: If you make yourself more than just a man, if you devote yourself to an ideal, you become something else entirely..... legend. I think I've found my ideal. Now I just gotta figure out what I'll carry on my utility belt.
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