Accomplishment, Nursing and Me

I was asked recently what I hoped to accomplish with my life and immediately after sending my response I realized that it was, at the very least, imcomplete. There are 2 main parts to what I wish to accomplish in my life and if you'll indulge me a little storytelling I think I can explain myself better. I work in a real estate office with about 90 female agents between the ages of 40 and 75. Now on my third day of working there, as I'm standing by the water cooler (no joke), I hear our receptionist muttering from around the corner, "oh, dear" to herself over and over. Looking around the corner and down a tiled hallway I see, much to her chagrin, that our 70-something receptionist has lost control of her bowels and defacated from her post at the front desk all the way back to the bathroom door. As quickly as I could I grabbed a roll of paper towels, a can of lyesol and another can of floor cleaner and began to clean up the mess while quietly ushering "Rose" out the back door. Afterwards when everyone was telling me how fantastic what I had done was I realized that I was the only one who had helped. Just as quickly I realized that these people were not commending me they were trying to cover their own guilt for not helping. Here you have a 70 yr. old woman who has lived her whole life, raised children, changed diapers, been a shoulder to cry on and who knows what else....and in her time of need none of the people she had worked with for years stepped up to help....it really made me want to cry (sshhh, don't tell). But I realized then that not only could I be a nurse....I had been having my doubts....but that if I could only see the look of gratitude "Rose" gave me as she slipped out the back once more in my life, then I would truly have accomplished something in my life. To make others happy when they feel their worst, and to give them support when otherwise they would have none....truly I could find no better calling in life. The second part of this has to do with a song (since I've grown so fond of quoting them) whose absence will represent officially my accomplishment when it is no longer my theme song....All I can say is that my life is pretty plain. I like watchin' the puddles gather rain. And all I can do is just pour some tea for two and speak my point of view.......I just want someone to say to me oh,oh, oh, oh. I'll always be there when you wake. Ya know I'd like to keep my cheeks dry today. So stay with me and I'll have it made. And I don't understand why I sleep all day, And I start to complain that there's no rain. And all I can do is read a book to stay awake, And it rips my life away, but it's a great escape....so Stacey, I hope this answers your question a little better. Thanks for asking it....it made me think.