When it comes to careers, I doubt I’d ever settle. Not settle as in making a certain career my retirement job, but settling as in not wanting to advance. I don’t think that there is one complacent bone in my body that’ll allow me to be so content in a career that I never think to move on or move up in a role. Let me tell you a little about myself and my goals.
I wouldn’t call myself a perfectionist or anything of that nature but I know what I expect from myself and I know what I want out of life. When I first stepped back into the medical field back in 2015 I was so excited. I had spent the last two years prior to that working at the Post Office. Yes, I know, I know. “How the hell did you get from Nursing to the Post Office”? I’ll actually save that story for another blog post. Moving slightly ahead, I found myself so pumped and ready to master my new position as an Orthopaedics Nurse, and that’s exactly what I did. It took me 3 months tops to get bored with my assignment. You have to understand, unless you’re working in the ER there really isn’t any excitement taking place 24/7. A lot of the injuries that I was treating had become routine. I felt like after a while I could do it in my sleep. And this is what I feared most. The one thing you never want to happen is to get too comfortable or get bored with your job because it will affect your performance, tremendously!
Working as a Nurse you have the option for change because since we really do not specialize in a specific field, we can take our talents anywhere. Needless to say, that is exactly what I did. Here I was moving around as Queen of my department, all the while I had eyes on my craft who was willing to move me up in my career and I had no idea. You ever felt as if your work goes unnoticed? Yea, that pretty much sums up my attitude at this point. I had just finished treating a patient when I was approached by the President and Chairman of the new Veteran’s Neurology Program at my facility and was basically offered a position that I didn’t even apply for. I was estatic! Little ol’ me, picked for a leading role in a new facility with some of the top Neurologist in the country? I was like OK where is Ashton Kutcher because Punk’d must have just started a new season. I just could not believe it. Especially since I watch people complain daily about not being able to find a decent job and here one is falling right into my lap.It took me two weeks to make my decision and before you know it we were all preparing for the launch of our new program.
My first day was full of learning, mistakes, solutions etc. It was pretty overwhelming but nothing impossible. Before I knew it, I was eating, sleeping, and breathing Neurology. Before I knew it I was back to the place that I was in Ortho. I was bored. My days became repetitive, and I felt as if I mastered my position. I started to apply to other departments, locations, facilities seeking a change. I wanted to belong to a career that I loved.Then one day I received a call for a Peds position that I had applied to a day earlier. I was excited! Here is my opportunity for change, growth, a new shot. I had to land this interview and blow them out of the water, and I did just that. Within a few days I was offered the position, I had a begin date, signed my offer letter, etc. But with all good comes bad. The HR director revoked my offer letter and issued a new offer with 20K less in salary. Ummm excuse me? I was taken back by that because I felt as if they were trying to downplay my skill, my talent, my craft. Was I not worthy of my advanced salary? Although it was a position that I really wanted, I was not willing to sell myself short.
A few days ago I applied to an Oncology position and received an email back in 30 minutes basically stating that I should apply elsewhere because they couldn’t “afford me”. They told me that I was “overqualified”. Boy does rejection humble you. Going through all of these motions in the past few weeks has led me to be more grateful and appreciative. I came to the conclusion that it wasn’t my job role that was boring me, it was me, myself and I. I had to remember the goal, I had to reevaluate the plan, and when I did I began to love my job again. I wake up everyday with no complaints, with a smile on my face and go to work. When I see the smile on my patient’s faces when they see me I know that I am in the right place, falling in love with my craft all over again. I will continue to apply to positions that interest me because no one ever got ahead by sitting still, but I will do it at my own pace and not with a race against time. I am very thankful and humbled to be in the position that I am in now. I really hope this post has helped some of you who may have been feeling the way that I felt those few weeks ago.