33 YOF

Hello my name is Tobie and I'm a 33 year old female attempting to better myself and my family. I have a husband who is a fire fighter for Baltimore county he also a paramedic in Harford county oh and did I mention a Staff SGT in the Air National Guard. I also have 2 children a 10 years old daughter and an 8 year old son. I live in a crappy townhouse in Middle River Maryland and I just got accepted into the nursing program at CCBC and start August 27th.
Today is July 2nd I have already been to one orientation for the program and have most of the stuff finish that is required of me before I start the program things like: physical, vaccinations, health insurance, uniforms, name badges, white shoes, certain personal equipment, and so on. I'm sitting in jury duty today, fun right, trying to finish up some module test that are required for the program as well, fun stuff like HIPPA, sexual harassment training and bloodbourne pathogens so fun on top of fun.
I have to say that I don't think I've always wanted a job in health care but thats the path I've chosen it's scary and I'm not getting any younger and looking around at that first orientation I'm one of the oldest ones in the room which is a little daunting, but like I said not getting any younger. I've been and EMT since I was 17 years old and I mostly worked private ambulance which is boring, slow and very repetitive, this last year I got 2 jobs working 911, it's fast paced never the same and you have to think on your feet. I went to college right out of high school took a couple classes wasn't feeling it so I dropped out in 2005 when I started back up after my kids started school in 2015 I was overwhelmed and didn't think I made the right choice but I stuck with it got all As and Bs and applied to the nursing program in the spring of 2018 and was accepted first try. Now I'm freaking out about all the responsibilities I'm going to have over the next 3 years or so. I know that nursing school is going to require a lot of sacrifice and quitting and failing is not an option for me at 33 years old, plus my husband would probably kill me.
I welcome anyone who reads this to join me on a journey of exhaustion, self doubt, learning, and great joy. I probably wont have to time to even blog about it but I'ms going to try.