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siblings and should have set as a good example. But how can l be a role
model when I committed transgressions that have put my family in shame?
(pause) Despite this circumstance in my life my parents continued their all
out support on me. My father known to be Mapintas a character based on
his training as military personnel, instead of punishing, hugged me and said
Inday, everything will be alright. These gestures from my Father caught me
off guard and made me realize how much they LOVED me. These show of
devotion by my tatay had somehow lighten up my depression. Because of
the stigma from unwanted pregnancy, I put myself into seclusion for I felt the
whole world is laughing at me. More so, I gave birth to a premature baby girl,
who died a year later due to a congenital anomaly. After that I spent most of
my time crying. I became more withdrawn and socially evasive.
Mindful of the hardship that my parents were doing to support us,
sometime they have to borrow money from others in order to support us. My
father has to do an extra work as an auto mechanic to help augment their
income. These odd jobs however is not enough to support our needs that
sometimes they have to literally beg from others to lend them money for us
to take our examination on time. At one point in time I decided to stop for a
year but my mom wont permit me. My parents were typically like others who
obrahon ang tanan mapatoon lang ang kabataan, according to her all of us
were worthy of continuing our education as evidenced by our very good
grades. That was another eye opener for me to make good bilang isa ka
anak, this realization made me like to eat gulay and dried fish on the table.
Due to financial constraint l need to budget the 70 pesos daily allowance
that my mother gave me. 50 for the fare and 20 for meal allowance. How
did l survive? Sa bulig sang akon mga classmates, and relatives who were
aware of my financial difficulties.(ad lib)
Words of encouragement and never losing hope on me were the
greatest motivator that my mother has instilled, for me to start anew. She
encouraged me to continue Nursing and enrolled here at UI-PHINMA. That
was 2010 then. A new environment, It is here that l could feel, l can prove
my worth, and l could end the wrong perception to those who have put me
down. By finishing my studies, l could make my family proud of me again.
Life is not about waiting for the storm to pass but its all about
learning to dance in the rain. I feel alive, alert, awake and enthusiastic as l
step on the gates of my new school. Due to my determination to prove
myself, I decided to accept the challenges and focus on the task at hand. My
experiences somehow made me stronger, more prepared for any
eventualities though at first my comfort zone was studying and staying in the
library. I was basically a loner during my early days of adjustment. My
classmate Mayang as l fondly called Ms. Hismania and Grace Arellano,
became my first acquaintance and help me adjust and later introduce me to
my other classmates, the rest is history.
As years passed, I was able to adjust to a demand of being nursing
student, the never ending requirements, the activities and other endeavors
related to our calling. At some point we thought, we would have a nervous
breakdown, I even told my mother this line Ma, daw mabuang ko ah. But
mama said you cant cross that thin line between sanity and insanity, para
mapakita mo sa iban nga kaya mo. Those encouraging words were like a
rainbow after the rain. It made me believe on myself and what l can do as a
person. Really mothers know best.
Well dear listeners I dont want to break the solemnity of this
ceremony. Life is like What l just told were the depressed side of my journey
in life. Now, I will cross the happy moments of my life. The manic state.
Most of us were strangers to one another but as the time goes on, we
quickly bonded and became a family. We had all our firsts here. Our first
demonstration on the vital signs, I can still remember the shaking of the
thermometers, auscultating for the heartbeat, not knowing if its still our
classmates heart were hearing out or our very own palpitation. This was the
first time of hearing the korotkoff sound and appreciating its significance
while obtaining the blood pressure of a hypertensive client in the wards we
were exposed to. Return demonstrations could make us execute the Levine
sign signifying a future angina or worst myocardial infarction prompted by
our terror clinical instructors. We endured and nailed every procedure like a
real pro thus making us confident and competent in performing nursing
interventions.
We had our first rotation with our very first patient, the introduction
done in simulation rooms had been applied along with the intonation and
stress points because of the word RAPPORT. Our first time in assisting a
natural birth and there we learned the ED FIrE ErE. The first time a patient
says, thank You and realizing all the tiredness had been swept away,
realizing the contentment of being a nurse (minus the license). There were a
lot of first steps and frankly speaking our first steps felt scary, a little
unsteady and now all those firsts are merely second nature as we step to
another chapter of our life as future nurses. We took every challenge our
know now that I can face every obstacle with heads up, proud of these
accomplishments.