5 Things I Didn’t Expect About Starting Nursing School at 44 Years Old

5 Things I Didn’t Expect About Starting Nursing School at 44 Years Old

The past few weeks have blown through like a tornado. While the life of a college student – who’s also a middle-aged wife and mom with a mortgage – is not necessarily any busier than my previous life as a Realtor, Mom and Would-Be Writer, having this new role of college student added to the many hats I already wear has been exciting, daunting, fun, and quite frankly, a little weird.

The first week of school was also my 44th birthday, and my husband had shoulder surgery that Friday, so I suddenly became his nurse and chauffeur. And the kids still had to be taken to swim practice and voice lessons, doctor appointments and physical therapy sessions while I frantically tried to wake up my mommy brain to Anatomy and Physiology, critical thinking and medical terminology.

I have so many reflections and thoughts on my first few weeks, and really don’t have time to even write about them as I have to study for my Anatomy and Physiology midterm. But I know I will regret it if I don’t, so here is a quick rundown of the five things that have surprised me most about nursing school so far.

1 – I am not the oldest student – I will admit I am a bit preoccupied, possibly even obsessed with doing the math about starting school at my age: How old will I be when I actually start working as a nurse? (46.) How many years could I realistically keep working before retirement? (At least 20, but I think maybe 30?) How will I stay youthful and healthy to keep up with the physical demands of the job? Can you believe that I will earn this second bachelor’s degree 25 years after earning my first in 1996? That is mind-boggling. So many times over the past few weeks I have wished I had done this sooner. But it is what it is and I have as much time as I have. Everything I have done up until now has brought me to where I am now. And although the vast majority of my fellow students are young women about half my age (or less), I have met several girls in their 30s, a few men in their 30s and 40s, and even one woman in her late 50s who is finally following her childhood dream to become a nurse. So it’s truly never too late!

2 – I have to learn how to write (and there is a ton of writing!) – Since my previous degree was in Journalism, I didn’t expect this one. But college writing, especially in the health and science fields, follows a different format (APA) than I am used to, and there is a huge focus on citations and avoiding plagiarism that just wasn’t such a big deal 25 years ago. The Internet has made it that much easier to copy someone else’s ideas and present them as your own, so you have to properly cite any and all sources, even when they are not direct quotes.

3- A Lot of Classwork Happens Online – In 1992 when I packed my bags to head to U of A, I didn’t even have a personal computer. I had been using an electric typewriter to type up papers in high school, but my parents sent me off with this new thing, a word processor! It was like a hybrid between a typewriter and a full fledged computer. It got me through. We did have computers at school. We used them in my journalism classes. But email and the Internet was really just starting. Today, all of my coursework is contained in online portals. We do still meet in a physical classroom, but we also have a virtual one. Papers are uploaded, quizzes are taken online, even lab work is done partially online.

4 – I Have Never Been Poked Prodded and Assessed in So Many Ways in Such a Short Time  – Between academic assessments and physicals, drug tests and immunizations, I have spent half my time over the last few weeks giving blood, getting poked with needles, peeing in a cup or sitting at a computer taking an assessment of one kind or another. So far I have passed all the tests!

5 – I know more than I think I know, and I know I can do this – Although it will be hard and will challenge me in new ways, although we still have a mortgage and bills to pay and three beautiful girls to raise, although I will have to fight self-doubt, fear and insecurities, I am determined to succeed in this endeavor. And just as my mom taught me, I can do ANYTHING I set my mind upon. I think I can. I think I can. I think I can….

 

 

 

 

New Beginnings & La Rentrée

New Beginnings & La Rentrée

September has always been my favorite month: a month of new beginnings, back to school (even though the kids go back to school in early August here in Arizona), summer turning into fall, the weather cooling down (ever so slightly), and…my birthday!

It’s like a second New Year. And in fact, in the Jewish Religion, we usually celebrate Rosh Hashana, the Jewish New Year and the start of the High Holy Days, in September. (The actual date varies each year because it’s based on the Hebrew calendar.)

In France September is know as La Rentrée, the re-entry (from vacation back to work and school). When I lived in Paris many years ago, the city was visibly empty during the hot and humid month of August when all the locals left for vacation. Many companies even closed for several weeks. But come September, everyone returned with a newfound vigor and excitement. 

I have always felt a bit of that, even in Arizona where the heat is still oppressive and the kids have been back at it for weeks already. 

And this year I feel it even more because we have been like the French and have spent much of this month traveling around. But also because I have a Rentrée of my own coming up!

Next week I turn 44 years old, and I will also officially be a college freshman again as I begin Nursing School! 

The past few weeks have been a whirlwind, but smack dab in the middle of all these fun family trips, I received notification that I was accepted into the BSN Program at Chamberlain University School of Nursing. So in between packing and unpacking, loads of laundry, meal planning, financial planning and helping Mike with our Real Estate business, I have been tracking down college transcripts and even high school AP scores from 25 years ago, taking assessments, applying for financial aid, registering for classes, and all kinds of crazy stuff I last did a lifetime ago. More on why I made this crazy decision later…

While 44 may seem a bit old to be starting a second bachelor’s degree and a whole new career, I believe it is never too late to begin again, to follow your dreams, to create new dreams, to change your life. I look forward to sharing my experience in this next crazy adventure with you.

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