
My mind is everywhere. I am sitting in the coffee shop writing a paper on multi-drug resistant tuberculosis and I am thinking about Paul Farmer and my Culture, Health and Science certificate and all the wonderful classes and professors that I met and learned so much from! I am getting sad because I feel so distant from that life, I'm far away from college and most of the people associated with it, and some of the folks to whom I talked about these things so often are no longer in my life.
BUT - the positive side of all of this, is that even when I was doing all of that, attending classes to talk about healthcare, poverty, widespread diseases, etc.. I didn't have any platform from which to really affect the issues... and now I'm in nursing school, being given a chance to remember why I chose this field in the first place! I've made great friends (pictured above), get to live in such a beautiful place, with my dog and a temporary roommate who drives me crazy but whom I love a lot.
I just have to write all of this, to remind myself why I'm here and to keep in mind all of those people who have been forgotten and whose lives can be improved with love, knowledge, and a good nurse! hehe.

