Today was a very long and draining day at work, and I am feeling rather brain dead, but not at all tired for 1 am. I'll respond to your other stuff later, for now I'll just comment on the brainless stuff I don't have to think for. ;)
darth_ender said:
Wuss! ;) In all seriousness, I can't blame you. Not fun.
Nursing is a great career, and despite somethings not being fun, I didn't mind them at all. I inserted plenty of Foley's, dug enough impactions, administered many suppositories, and changed dressings on all sorts of wounds, and everything else, none of it really bothered me. And I had a pretty strong stomach to begin with. I just didn't find any of it stimulating. My favorite part was talking to the patients and gleaming things from them. Life stories, experiences, beliefs. I liked their quirks and idiosyncrasies. I feel like I learned a lot about life during that time. But it was always too hectic to spend much time with the patients. And watching people die all the time was making me grow rather cold.
An anthropologist though...that's very cool. Truthfully, I would have loved to go into that myself, were it not so financially dismal. That seems to be how it is for all my interests truthfully.
I know the feeling. The coolest stuff pays the least and all those fields are so very competitive, only the absolute best ever see success.
You've probably written in Random Thoughts or something, but I wasn't following the career discussion that closely, but what did you ultimately select?
I ultimately decided on becoming a womanizing alcoholic drifter (small amount of hyperbole all around). It's tons of fun! An amateur writer, quite prolific, but as of yet my fiction work is unpublished (though people in high placed have expressed interest, if I'd buckle down and send a finished M.S., but I find it hard to commit). And a rogue anthropologist, infiltrating various subcultures of America and learning all I can about them. And I have a career that pays money too, somewhere in there.
I think you already once commented on reading some of my old posts in the Politics thread and being surprised I was "an ardent defender of Christianity". I grew up in a household that was very strong in the faith, but I never was so much. There were a couple of phases in my life were I made a conscious decision to embrace my faith, and my first couple of years at OT.com were in the midst of one of those.
I see. Well, I never judge a man for his stance, though I offer mine with boldness. It always makes me a little sad that someone only sees things with one eye open, that being the eye of tangible evidence, whilst the eye of faith remains firmly closed. I mean no criticism, but rather a wish of what I believe to be your wellbeing. In any case, I enjoy our discussions, and I genuinely appreciate how you make me think. :)
I reassure you, all my eyes are open as wide as my levator palpebrae superiorises will open. Just because my ever searching eye of faith has as of yet found nothing to have faith in, doesn't mean it remains tightly closed.
I, too, appreciate our discussions. It is always interesting to think about things I haven't thought much about in a while.