About two weeks ago, the hospital that I’ve been waiting (for what seemed like a thousand years) to call, texted me up and asked me to go there for my medical exam and completion of requirements.
Actually, they sort of told me to go there rather than asked.
When I read the poorly constructed text message, one month of hard work flashed before me. The late night shifts, the constant barrage of doctors’ orders a minute before your shift ends, handling around 30 meds, the journey to the pharmacy; all of them came back to me. Granted, a nurse’s job isn’t really easy, if you’re just gonna whine about it, better not take it. I can deal with all the shit the job has to throw, but combine it with treating you more like a robot than a person, and a salary a little lower than the average security guard, then that’s where I draw the line.
But this entry is not about that. It’s about regrets.
In life, there will always be regrets. People who tell you that they don’t have any, are downright liars. It might be a simple regret of choosing to eat at Jollibee over Chic-boy or a big one like a choice between careers. The trick is to minimize regrets and deal with it.
See, life plays this little trick on me: there’s a period of time where I sort of stay in a slump for quite a while–bored, useless, and sedentary. It’s a period where absolutely nothing (important or otherwise) happens.
But then, after some time of settling in the state of false tranquility life offers me, all the “exciting” things suddenly happen, I get a calls from some companies I never remember applying to, the referral that my friend arranged pushes through, and the call that I’ve been waiting for finally happens (see above).
I get excited for a couple of seconds before I realize that that’s the time where life kicks me in the nuts.
I have to make a decision. A big one. A decision that may not only affect the next couple of months of my life, but years, or maybe the rest of it.
Luckily, I believe that life is not made up of the large, major decisions, but the small ones. Those small decisions you make then mold you to the person you have to become to withstand life’s shit storms and be the best person you could ever be.
The decision I made two weeks ago might bite me in the ass big time when the time comes. But considering it a regret would be ridiculous. It would be downright crazy.