Still praying about my vocation in life, and still confused.
But I do know one thing I am not called to be -- a pediatric nurse. My little cousin, Kerrian, fell off his sister's bed and sliced his foot open, right between his toes. Ended up needing 6 stitches. I had to help my aunt and the nurses hold him down for the suturing, and he was screaming in my face for them to stop hurting him (which they weren't, except for the lidocain injection), I now know with all certainty that pediatric nursing is NOT my calling. My hands were shaking uncontrollably. Seriously freaked me out, especially when he turned bright red and started running a fever from screaming and struggling so much. Definitely going to stick to los animales!
