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Since I’ve told folks I want to be a nurse, most have been encouraging, and have named character/personality traits I have that will make me a good nurse. I’m looking at this drastic career change as an opportunity to be required to change things about myself I need to change: (1) I need to learn to keep my mouth shut. (2) I need to slow down my speech—I’ll likely be caring for elderly patients, especially as a NAC, and if they can’t understand me, that’ll only increase their sense of isolation. (3) I need to move more slowly and carefully, and not multitask as much. (4) I need to get over my desire to make sure others know that I “already knew that,” whatever it may be. Like, decouple the ego from the intellect. One thing this will require from me that I’m not willing to admit should change is the oomph in my stomach I feel about waste and non-re-use. Preventing the spread of pathogens requires using all kinds of disposable equipment and double-bagging and not (gasp! ouch! ooomph!) that “perfectly good” whatever. That will be hard for me.