Retirement is a word I am happy to say. I have been a Registered Nurse for over 42 years. I now have a new status. Retired.
When I became a nurse, we wore white dresses with white hose, white shoes and our caps. Hair was pinned up, make-up was light and jewelry was only a gold wedding band. To people looking back at this, it may seem like the dark ages, but I remember how proud I felt. It was a real honor to be recognized as a nurse. We stood up at the desk when a doctor came on the floor and we carried the charts making rounds. I think it was a real show of respect.
My shift would begin with going around to each patient, talking to them, taking vital signs, and starting the day feeling like I knew what was going on with them. The evening shift would include straightening their beds, giving a back rub, fresh water and making sure they were comfortable. I remember the peace that everyone felt when the evening prayers were given over the intercom and the lights were lowered. There was not a lot of time to sit down, eat a meal or be on the cell phone (Whoops…that’s right..there was no such thing!)
Our shifts consisted of many trips up and down long hallways with my arms full of supplies and my heart full of love for my patients and my job. I had so many close friends and co-workers. We were more than happy to help each other and still manage a smile and kind word to everyone no matter how busy we were.
I have had a variety of experiences in my nursing career. My job changes were prompted by what worked best for my large family. I started my career on a medical-surgical floor. I moved to Morgantown, WV and worked on an open-heart surgery floor followed by the OB Dept. I loved labor and delivery and was working in the newborn nursery when the neonatal intensive care unit was started at WVU Hospital. After moving back to my hometown, I worked in the OB Dept and then Discharge Planning. I worked Home Health for 19 years and even set up a Home Health Program at a small local hospital. The final 17 years of my career have been working in the insurance field. I have been at my final job for over 15 years.
It seems like when I was in high school, women were either a nurse or a teacher. There are so many more job opportunities now and I am not sure what I would choose. I love to cook and bake so maybe a chef? I love to clean, decorate and organize things so maybe something in this line?
The one job I always wanted to do but could never afford to, was to be a “stay-at-home mom”.
I am ready to start a new phase of my life. I want to be a stay at home wife and grandma!!!
I am sure it will take a few weeks or months to re-organize my daily routines since I won’t be working. My goals are to start each day with a walk and some of that stuff called “exercise” which I have heard of. I know my house will be getting a very detailed cleaning, re-organizing and many projects done.
I plan to do a lot of baking and cooking and spending more time with my children and grandchildren. I would like to teach some cooking classes to kids and improve on blogging. I almost feel sorry for my husband. He says I already do so many things that he cannot even imagine what I will get into now.
I want to thank my parents for paying for college, my friends and co-workers for all of your help and friendship, and my husband and children for supporting me and sharing me all of these years. I love you all very much.