Personal Narrative: Becoming A Registered Nurse

“Nurse Kaylee.” The raspy voice of my grandfather calling me that, jump started my career choice of becoming a Registered Nurse. Since that day, I have ached with motivation to make him more than proud. Every decision I have ever made was to help myself become the best I could be for my grandfather. Even through the frustrations and failures, I will always have him in the back of my mind to help support the continuation of my own path of becoming what I was truly meant to be. It was six in the evening on a sunny, hot Saturday when my mom came rushing into my room. I was only seven years old, and I instantly knew something was wrong. She told me to get up because my Grandpa Moe had a “dizzy spell” and was home alone. I didn’t get dressed, I just jumped into her car and we zoomed the whole two mile drive to my grandparents house. We got my Grandpa up and onto his couch and we knew something was wrong so we stayed a few hours so he was not alone. He was back to his old, jokester self in a matter of forty-five minutes, which was a perfect time because my Grandma Donna showed up. My grandparents have so many grandkids, but my brother Eric and I put more effort into seeing them than the others, which has meant the world to both of them for so long. …show more content…
My most vivid memory of him was when he was very sick, laying in bed. “Nurse Kaylee! I need a new cold washcloth!” I heard that saying every five minutes along with his bell ringing. The last day I got to talk to him, he told me I would make a wonderful nurse one day and to “make him proud”. My mom is the youngest girl and she told me that he used to beg her to become a nurse, but she just could never stand gory sights so he put all of his faith in his youngest granddaughter. Ever since the day he called me “Nurse Kaylee”, I knew I wanted to become a nurse so I could make the most important and special man in my life