Word count: 1290
Choice count: 19
Section count: 7
Image count: 7
Error count: 4
Field Related Analysis:
Nursing : 22 matches (acetaminophen, chest, depression, eye, foot, heart, hesitation, hospital, sign, medical, nausea, nervous, oncology, pain, radiation, severe, social, solution, nursing, urgency, patients, treat)
Psychology : 18 matches (bit, blood, class, depression, dream, eye, family, information, love, miss, nervous, order, pain, patient, reason, remember, sign, therapy)
Education : 17 matches (School, choice, class, classes, classmates, college, colleges, course, faith, first, head, high school, homework, school, semester, social, teacher)
a foot in the door (1 match)
drawback (1 match)
internship (1 match)
lack of (1 match)
more often than not (1 match)
overtime (1 match)
purpose (1 match)
put aside (1 match)
straight A's (1 match)
though (1 match)
The beginning of my new life was when I finished high school, but I did not know what I should do when I'd be over with it. There were so many possibilities and risks outside the doors of high school. I remember what I did in my last class at the CNDA because my teacher asked my classmates and I this question : "What do you want to do with your life?" At this moment, I began to think about it more than I ever did before. I got accepted in three colleges and they were all different. So then, I had to make up my mind and ask myself this question '' Which colleges suits me best? Where should I go to make me have the time of my life?'' My three choices were as follows:
Choice 1 : Go to Ahuntsic College in a radiation oncology technical.
Choice 2 : Go to College of Trois-Rivieres in Social Science.
Choice 3 : Take a year off.
I decided to go to Ahuntsic College in Montreal. I was so happy and honored to be in Montreal with my roommate who had been one of my best friends for five years and got to live near the college. I was new in the city but I felt like I was meant to be there, meant to spend a part of my life in this wonderful city. When it was the time to get to my classes, I started to become a little bit nervous because of lots of reasons. So, I had three choices and I needed to decide really quickly.
Choice 1 : Stay in my bed and I miss my first day at school in Radiation Oncology.
Choice 2 : Take a deep breath and I go to my first hour of school.
Choice 3 : Talk with my best friend and get convinced by my best friend me to go.
I decided to take a deep breath and I assisted to my first class. I did not know anyone and I thought I was the only one feeling that way, but in reality, almost everybody were feeling the same way as I did. Time went by and the class was almost over. However, we had to enter information about us on a computer. I thought it would be easy but I had some difficulties with the software. I did not know what to do. I tried to take the best decision I could.
Choice 1 : Ask someone in my class who knows how it works.
Choice 2 : Ask for help and I find a solution all by myself.
Choice 3 : Drop out of the class.
I asked someone in my class who knew how it worked and her name was Daphne Lamarche. She became my friend during the entire semester and we did all of our homework together. I got straight A's and even though studying was overwhelming, the rewards were totally worth it. Although she was an amazing friend and we always had a good time together, I did not enjoy my semester in radiation oncology. With this in mind, I sent a request to the Trois-Rivieres College's and got accepted in Nursing Care. I did three years at this college and after, I came back to Montreal to find work. I applied to the hospital Maisonneuve Rosemont. While I was working there, I received a patient in the urgency area with an inadequate blood supply to the heart.
Choice 1 : Treat him before the other patients that were waiting for a long time.
Choice 2 : Make him wait and keep an eye on him.
Choice 3 : Tell him that what he has his nothing serious and that he should go back to his house and take an acetaminophen.
I took care of him first and subsequently, his condition became worst! He was short of breath, he became paler, he had nausea and the biggest sign was his severe pain in the chest. At this moment, the patient lost his senses and he fell in a cardiac arrest, but my shift was just about being over. Therefore, I made a hasty decision.
Choice 1 : Go back to my house.
Choice 2 : Send the pink code in the hospital and start to use the emergency medical procedures to restore his normal heartbeat.
Choice 3 : Give his medical record to my colleague.
I decided to send the pink code in the hospital and I started to use the emergency medical procedures. It did not take a lot of time before the team arrived in to give me a hand. We gave him pills, helped him as much as we could and I did not know what else we were supposed to do. I got sucked an up at the moment and did not notice that I had worked a two hours of overtime. I then thought to myself that more often than not, I would tell my family at every Christmas party that the only drawback at my job is to work late. At this moment, that precise moment changed not only my life although my patient's life too. I told myself that since I had stepped a foot in the door of this hospital, I had to give my best. I owed it to all my late nights studying while drinking coffee, my stressful mornings when I had to show up in time and put aside my feelings to success and to everybody that believed in me, believed that I could not only do this job because of my talent, but because they had faith that I would not only put my head, but my heart into this job that I love so much. Thought this life may have seemed to be my dream job, it was not for a lack of time of six months. I got into a rough path. It was called depression. Three choices were then offered to me :
Choice 1 : Do some volunteer work in Haïti.
Choice 2 : Get an internship to work in "La Croix Rouge".
Choice 3 : Get into therapy and try to get back on my feet as soon as possible in order to get back to work as quickly as I can.
''Why pick one when you can pick the three?'', was what I told myself. So, life went on and I did everything I had planed in my three choices. What made me realize that I should do all of them was that they all had something in common : they were all linked together and had the same purpose which was to help people, including me. When I came back to work, I saw the patient that I saved his life a few days before I knew I should take some time off. He looked so happy and joyful. I asked him if he was okay and without hesitation, he said, "Yes of course". He told me that I was the reason why he was alive and it made me think of the question my teacher asked me at my last day of high school. It was at this moment that I knew that I made the right choice for my career.
Choice 1 :