Published: Oct 1, 2019
A dedicated nurse who hates her job and wants a change, meets the man of her dreams who wants her because she's a nurse. She's torn between love for her childhood passion and the love for her would-be husband. Yet a life-changing decision has to be made
The terrified mother exhaled as the status epilepticus attack subsided and her boy sank into a calm sleep.
Cynthia kept her syringe on the medication tray and stood watching the child, who was still held down by his father. A minute later, she took the tray from the bedside cupboard and turned to leave.
The child's mother grabbed her arm. "Thank you, nurse."
"Madam, it's my job. Rather, thank God; He's the sustainer of all life."
"Thank you, all the same. You were careful. I’ve watched some of your colleagues. You love your job."
The child's father nodded.
Without another word, the tall and slender nurse took her pensive eyes off their faces and went to the nurses' station, where she searched for the child's file and documented what had happened.
The clock on the wall opposite the table read past 2 a.m. She walked back into the ward, giving every sick child a vigilant look. Everywhere was calm.
As she returned to the nurses’ station, laughter came from the dressing room at the left.
Cynthia bit her lower lip, frowning. She’d objected to being paired with the negligent nurse for the night shift, for instead of two nurses to share the work, one took up most of the responsibility while the other stayed in the dressing room, with a Smartphone in hand.
With a look of resignation, Cynthia sighed and leaned her head against the wall. It was time to give a little more attention to the pondering of her heart, contemplations which for the past several months had become more and more difficult to ignore.
She sighed again. I wish I could make a firm decision and follow through.
The mother who had just thanked her for saving her child's life was one of those reasons the decision about the job was hard to take.
How can I tell others that I hate to be a nurse when such praise for my dedication abounds?
The four years of her working experience had produced two Nurse of the Year Awards and two runner-up positions.
How can I tell others that I wish to change my career and do something else?
Another sigh. I hope you understand, Papa.
The day Cynthia had graduated from college, Papa was the happiest man of all. He hosted a lavish party in her honor and gifted her with ten thousand Kebis to begin her new life without stress.
"I'm so proud of my first daughter," Papa told the over one hundred guests. "She has chosen a noble profession."
Seated to his right, with her mother beside her, Cynthia looked down at the large bouquet in her hand. The flowers mocked at her, sending off congratulations for quiet acquiescence to wishes she’d never cherished on her own.
Papa continued, "And second, she's ripe for the job market. Y'all know that a degree in Nursing is not as useless as some funny pursuits our young people are passionate about.
"At just twenty, my daughter will get a good-paying job. Soon, she'll get married, and settle down. That is life. Simple. She can pursue a master's degree if she so wishes, but she's got security with this first degree."
A month after graduation, Cynthia got a job with the St. Serita's Hospital in Beaumont, Hammbersborg, a health facility that prided itself in quality health care delivery and better remuneration of its staff. One afternoon, she felt the eyes of one clean-shaven man stapled on her each time she came to administer drugs to his sick friend.
Frank praised her meticulous nursing skills, but Cynthia detected that romantic affection lay beneath the eulogies. When he later asked for her contact, she did not hesitate.
He called daily and came to visit. Before long, he had her parents' consent to court her.
"God brought me to St. Serita's to meet you,” he told her often. "I'd always desired a woman who works in the hospital, be it as a medical doctor, a nurse, a laboratory technician, just anything hospital-related."
His big grin testified to how much her profession mattered to him.
"Is that the only reason you fell in love with me?"
"No, Sweet Pea. But the fact that you're a nurse was the starting point."
Cynthia shifted on her seat, fidgeting with the hem of her dress. "Therefore, um… if I stop being a nurse… that will also be a starting point for the end of the relationship, right?"
Frank smiled and shook his head. "But why would you want not to be a nurse? Once a nurse, always a nurse."
"I mean like… um… wanting to do something else… Changing paths."
"Something else? Like what? And why would you do that? Don't you like your job? Isn't the pay good enough? Maybe, you don't like working at St. Serita's?"
The many questions saved Cynthia the opportunity to offer a response to any. But fear was the real hindrance. She loved Frank.
Not much of a dater, she’d never fathomed dating more than one guy before settling down. Right from secondary school, she’d kissed dating goodbye, believing that the right man would come at the right time. In her heart of hearts, Frank was that right man. And that period of her life was the right time.
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