Day one of my new career is so close now. I am so ‘nurited’! I like that description. It a combination of nervous and excited while sounding close enough to neurotic to be apt.
While I am hoping that it won’t take too long for me to get comfortable in new scrubs -literal and metaphorical- I know the adjustment will be less than easy. I decided that I would write this so I would have some ‘baseline obs’. Something to look back on and measure progress by.
I think at the moment, my biggest fear is that the skills I’ve spent years learning have been smothered (too harsh?) by my years in aged care. I’m good at that. I know I have the technical knowledge. I know that I’ve studied everything I need to know. What if I forget it all? Can I put on a good enough act that my patients don’t pick up on my nerves? Will I be able to transfer my time management into such a different platform?
I’m not going to answer any of these yet. That can wait until I have more than assumptions and self-platitudes to base those answers off. Plus, I’m sure there will be more worries and freak outs to come and tack themselves onto the list. Like how it took years to feel comfortable with making friends in my last job. Am I back to square one? Should I be stocking up on books for the break room again?
Time will tell I guess. Am I the only one who freaks out with big changes? Leave me a note, tell me I’m imagining it, or the last time you had a major freak out.
Really, I wasn’t even this anxious at my book launch! Given, the only lives at risk there were fictional, and mine to do with as I please.