Last Day

I can’t believe today is my last day of work.  It seems like just yesterday, I was freaking about my visa status.  I remember the stress and urgency of it all.  I remember exactly how scared I was to start my first day.  I can still feel my heart pounding and my palms sweating as I walked into the hospital’s massive lobby.  I remember meeting everyone and hoping that I would fit in.  And now this experience is nearly complete.  It feels like I’ve just begun to settle in, hit my stride, and get comfortable; now it’s time for me to go.  It doesn’t seem possible.  I knew this wasn’t going to be permanent, but I never imagined it would fly by so quickly.  It’s bittersweet, really.  I’ve truly enjoyed my time here, and I’m going to miss it.  But I am ready to go home.  I’m ready to go back to American nursing, even if it is a tad more stressful.  And, more than anything, I’m ready to be rid of these ridiculous uniforms…