I am in my third semester in my MSN FNP program, and in my second clinical rotation. My preceptor is pretty awesome, and said something today to a patient that has had me thinking all day.
By this time next year, I will be practicing as an FNP.
*cue jaw drop to the floor*
Yes. By this time next year, I should be a practicing FNP. There are those pesky board exams I have to pass, but my plan is to start preparing for those as soon as I wrap up this semester.
So much has happened. I couldn’t be more excited, but I still feel so unprepared for the amount of responsibility I am so close to having. I should probably mention I felt the same way when I was about to earn my RN license. And my preceptor would say a healthy dose of fear is what is going to keep me cautious, and caution will keep my patients safe, and hopefully healthy.
Still so many questions remain. Where will I be practicing? Will I be moving? Where to? Will I be part of a big practice, or a small office? Will I be serving the more rural parts of the state? Or will I find myself in a more metropolitan area?
I always thought I knew where I was going to be: with the Lyme doctor who got me well enough to go on this amazing journey. But that remains to be seen. Her office is small, and we would need to find a business model that could support both of our salaries. Also, she is taking her practice in a new direction, desiring to focus on cognitive decline instead of tick borne disease. I would still like to carry her torch, and help that population.
So many unanswered questions, but not really the time to address them either. I still have 8 weeks left in this semester, and one final semester to get through before graduation. Hopefully, things will get clearer in time.