People in Your Neighborhood and Feeling the Love Already

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Keeping it really old school, with Sesame Street.

“Oh, who are the people in your neighborhood?

In your neighborhood?

In your neighborhood?

Say who are the people in your neighborhood

The people that you meet each day….”

In a few short hours of researching Nursing blogs, I’ve met some pretty terrific people and made some new twitter buddies.    Which brings me to another reason I was drawn to Nursing – mentoring.   I’ve worked for and am a member of other organizations with mentoring programs.  The Nurses I’ve met, for the most part, have been generous with their knowledge, support and encouragement, already.

It probably stems from the fact that Nurses are responsible for patient care that encompasses the mind, body and spirit.  While I typically don’t use sports analogies, I liken doctors to pinch hitters or pinch runners.  They sweep in, treat and run, and move on to the next patient.  Nurses are the franchise players.  They develop a much closer relationship with the patient and his/her family.  Both work in tandem, but patients get to know, and trust, their Nurses.  I am curious to discover more.

40-something, Overweight, Laid-off and Going Back to College

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Sung to the tune of “Going Back to Cali,” by L.L. Cool J.

I’m going back to college, to college.

I’m going back to college.

I don’t think so.

After being laid off for almost two years, I’ll be starting undergraduate Anatomy and Physiology I on Monday of next week.  The last time I was a college student, spiral perms and acid wash jeans were the styles and I did all my papers on a Brother Word Processor.

My, how my world has changed.  I never expected to be out of work, certainly not for more than a couple of months. And, never considered becoming a Nurse the first time I went to college.  No.  Criminal Justice was my major.   Which I parlayed into a variety of different jobs successfully.

Sadly, the organization I thought I’d retire from, merged with another, reorganized and proceeded to lay people off as they transitioned.  My last day there was bittersweet.  Bitter because I knew I’d given the customers my best work and the best parts of myself and sweet, because I knew that I would not be a good match for the new direction they were heading.

In the meantime, I started working for myself as a Zumba Instructor and Virtual Assistant.  Zumba helped me lose weight, become healthier and brought my joy, even on the darkest days.  It gives me a reason to move, dance and have FUN and has become my passion!  I’ll be sharing my experiences at the upcoming Zumba convention in a couple of weeks.

Which brings me to why I’m chronicling my return to college.  This is not my first attempt at blogging.  I’ve been recording my weight loss journey elsewhere.  This, however, will be more personal because when I lost my job, I lost part of my identity.   It’s time for me to take it back and I know my contributions lie in wellness, fitness and helping people become their healthiest selves.