There’s such sentimental value attached to this hospital, not just because it’s my dream hospital to work at (when I become an RN), but also because Kaiser is the very hospital that my parents made a living off of. A little over 20 years ago, my parents started working on the med-surg floor together at Harbor City Kaiser. They’d commute all the way from Riverside to Harbor City and work their butts off all day to make sure that they’d have a good future and so they can take care of me and Christina. I know I’m only there for a short time for clinicals, but it really means a lot to me to have the opportunity to grow into an RN at that hospital. (Then again, I already feel like an RN because of my last clinical rotation. I had a remarkable experience, especially because of the opportunity to work at the telemetry floor)
And in a sense, you can say Kaiser gave us our livelihood. The money that paid for my tuition to go to school you could probably even say came from Kaiser. And my dad’s still working there, but now at the injection room.
This blog entry is about Kaiser and it sounds like I’m obsessed with Kaiser, but this is my thanks to the hospital I’m going to work at in 2013. I’m going to become the best RN I can be there— at the very hospital that took care of my family, both in health and financially, the very hospital that is at this moment allowing me to grow into the career I’ve been pursuing for the last 4 years, and the very hospital my life began at on October 23rd, 1990.
I’m going to look at this very blog entry once I get that job I’ve been destined for.
