very early on, a firefighter. Not an unrealistic goal, I had relatives that were volunteers at it, and a few pros. But I got entranced by other things fairly quickly.
The first serious desire was veterinary medicine. I’d seen animals hurting and couldn’t help them, so I had a very strong urge to learn how.
But at some point, that urge transitioned into human health care. Doctor, nurse, I was on the fence about it over the years.
At one point, the Navy wanted me, and I was seriously considering it. But what I wanted the most, I couldn’t have, and I didn’t want what they wanted me for, so that was that.
After that, I considered going for an English degree with the idea of teaching. Then I discovered how shitty it is to be a teacher, and how useless an English degree is outside of that, and it was dismissed.
By the time senior year of high school rolled around, I knew damn good and well that med school was not going to happen. Too poor, had difficulty in school (not with learning, but with stuff that indirectly interfered with it), and frankly had zero desire to spend that much time chasing something that would be an uphill battle the entire way. Too damn manu barriers to make it worth the outcome. I could achieve my actual goal of helping people without the bullshit.
So, nursing it was. Didn’t work out, life got in the way of the actual nursing degree, but I did end up a nurse’s assistant that was just grossly over qualified for the job.
It shifted a lot.
very early on, a firefighter. Not an unrealistic goal, I had relatives that were volunteers at it, and a few pros. But I got entranced by other things fairly quickly.
The first serious desire was veterinary medicine. I’d seen animals hurting and couldn’t help them, so I had a very strong urge to learn how.
But at some point, that urge transitioned into human health care. Doctor, nurse, I was on the fence about it over the years.
At one point, the Navy wanted me, and I was seriously considering it. But what I wanted the most, I couldn’t have, and I didn’t want what they wanted me for, so that was that.
After that, I considered going for an English degree with the idea of teaching. Then I discovered how shitty it is to be a teacher, and how useless an English degree is outside of that, and it was dismissed.
By the time senior year of high school rolled around, I knew damn good and well that med school was not going to happen. Too poor, had difficulty in school (not with learning, but with stuff that indirectly interfered with it), and frankly had zero desire to spend that much time chasing something that would be an uphill battle the entire way. Too damn manu barriers to make it worth the outcome. I could achieve my actual goal of helping people without the bullshit.
So, nursing it was. Didn’t work out, life got in the way of the actual nursing degree, but I did end up a nurse’s assistant that was just grossly over qualified for the job.