2014: the year of the lolly pop

Hey!

My main resolution this year is to blog. For real. The last 6 months have been a whirlwind.

Goals for 2014

1. Learn how to drive. Yes, I am 23 years old and I still don’t know how to drive. 

2. Go on brithright. 

3. Move out! 

4. Learn Hebrew.  

5. Find a boyfriend that isn’t a narcissistic asshole.

6. Run a 50 mile race and run a 3:35 marathon.

My progress:

1. KINDA ACCOMPLISHED. I took the written test to obtain my permit. I can say with some certainty that I can functionally drive a car. I have even driven on the highway. I have yet to take driving exam though. However, I am closer to accomplishing this goal that I have ever been before. 

2. ACCOMPLISHED! I returned from birthright yesterday! It was amazing! Definitely a wonderful growing experience. I am in love with Israel. Parts were difficult, but I am very glad I was brave enough to sign up (I didn’t know a soul on the trip and was worried about making friends). Luckily, I found two girls on the trip that made the whole thing an absolute blast. 

3. ALMOST ACCOMPLISHED! I am moving out of my parent’s house in two short weeks!                          

4. NEEDS ALOT OF WORK! I am trying to find Hebrew classes or a Hebrew tutor, but I am super motivated to learn. 

5. ITS COMPLICATED…enough said. I’ll dive into more detail in future posts. 

6. HALFWAY THERE? I plan to run a 50 mile race in May. And I am signed up for two marathons in March. I’ve lost a lot of fitness, as I wasn’t able to run while I was in Israel. Additionally, I’ve been experiencing some strain/injury in my right leg. 

I am currently on my way to Vermont. And its snowing in the amtrak train! That is something you don’t see everyday…

Its snowing on the amtrak train!

Its snowing on the amtrak train!

Happy New Year! What are your goals?

OX,

Lesley

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I am a quitter

Sometimes things go wrong.

I’m allowed to screw up.

I can’t be perfect.

I thought I wanted to be a nurse.

I started classes this fall.

I wrote this long personal statement…(don’t I sound convincing!???)

I was put on this planet to be a pediatric nurse. My aspiration emerged during my formative years. As a child, I adored the Franklin Institute’s giant walkthrough heart. Whenever I finished one journey through the pumping organ, I would simply start at the beginning again. As a child, the giant heart was the only exhibit that held my interest. As I matured, my love for health related topics and the human body flourished. Both my parents are physicians, so the first time I was invited to dinner at a friend’s house, I found it supremely unusual that her family’s dinner conversations did not consist of medicine, hospital, and science talk.

I was also put on this earth to be a mother. The professions of nurse and mother possess many similarities. Both involve relieving others of hardship. Additionally, never ending compassion and kindness are also necessary. I yearn to interact with hospital patients, especially kids. The task of growing up is difficult, and I want to make the ride smoother. I want to mollify the pain of every child that walks into a hospital. I need to devote my life to making children feel better. I have worked as a camp counselor at a summer camp. I am certain that I had a bond with the group of fifteen rambunctious six-year olds that my co-counselor did not experience. On the soccer field, a particularly tough girl had the wind knocked out of her, she stood up with a pained expression and her face quivered. It was apparent to me that she was on the verge of tears. My co-counselor screamed encouraging words, hoping she would stay in the game. The girl and I locked eyes and her tough exterior vanished. She ran into my arms crying. I spent the summer comforting, encouraging, and coaxing through the daily tribulations that occur at summer camp. At thanksgiving, I prefer the kid’s table to the mind numbing, hoity adult’s table. I falter and hesitate when interacting with adults, but I am at ease when interacting with children. I find kids to be translucent and easy to read.

I was eleven when I was diagnosed with idiopathic scoliosis. A year or two later, at the beach, I insisted to my parents that my hips were grossly uneven. At my first follow up appointment we discovered that my curve had drastically progressed, and a backbrace would be needed to prevent further degeneration. By this point, I was utterly miserable. High School is difficult to endure as a healthy, normal teenager. I had to go through High School wearing a backbrace, on top of all the normal pain and embarrassment associated with being a teenager. At the end of High School, I had spinal fusion surgery. The surgery transformed my life. The cosmetic effects of the surgery were extraordinary. I looked and felt like a normal girl. The surgery removed all my pain and sadness. I am forever grateful to the nurses and doctors at Shriners Hospital, especially grateful to the nurses. The doctors fixed my body, but the nurses mended my soul. I interacted with an enormous team of nurses daily. They took my blood pressure, cleaned my incision, and pumped me with morphine. On the day of my surgery, when the moment came for my brain to surrender to the anesthesia, they held my hand and whispered soothing words. Due to these compelling life events, I yearn to undertake the challenge of your BSN express program.

But now I am dropping out……

Until next time,

L