I love the smell of hospitals. The anesthetic, plastic, too-many-sick-and-injured-people-crowded-into-one-building smell. Call me crazy if you'd like, but that smell to me is like home. I do not get to smell it very often, since I am not plagued with some terrible disease or accident prone, however when I do smell it, it sings to me. It calls "Katherine, come to me, come work here, be a part of this, help......" I depart from it heartbroken at the thought that I am not there yet, not helping yet, and my passionate hunger to be there is left unsatiated.
I have to run to get there.
I do not mean physically run, although recently it's been drilled into my brain by my loving friend that doctors and nurses should be responsible for taking care of themselves if they think they should be capable of handling other peoples wellness. I have to run towards teaching myself. Towards tapping into the passion that is within me and expressing it through reading, dedication towards teaching myself since I am unable to afford school, towards voluteering at clinics, towards research, towards saving up money for school... towards life.
I have a lot that I want to share. I want to share about how infuriated I become when I think about the condition of our healthcare worldwide (not just here in the United States of America). I want to share how fascinated I am with learning about how the human body functions in each and everyway, and how diseases affect it. I want to share how frustrating it is to search endlessly for a job to be able to pay for my education, but still not be able to go to school until next year when I am officially a resident of this state. All of that can be saved for later dates. For now, I am going to go back to reading Medical Terminology Demystified (Dr. Dale Layman) and studying the human brain on www.getbodysmart.com. (Amazing website by the way, great for getting to know basic anatomy and a quick review!)
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