I can see how it’s easy to lose sight of the big picture when you’re in eyeball deep in pre-nursing or nursing classes. We’ve just finished week three of the winter term, with our first mid-terms around the corner next week, and all I’ve been looking at all week are my flashcards and histology slides. I actually really love histology. I was that kid growing up who always wanted my own microscope, a la Annie Dillard, from American Childhood, who would spend days and days investigating all sorts of squirming amoebas under her magical microscope.
This past week it’s been different tissues–epithelial, connective, muscular and nervous–along with the integumentary system (more commonly referred to as skin). I’m loving every moment of this, because it means I’m really, truly on the path to becoming a midwife. To make things more official, I’ve formally declared myself an associates transfer major at the local community college where I’m taking classes (which will boost my standing for registration next term!).
Connective tissue is not the end goal, as dizzingly diverse as it is. It’s good to have reminders of why I’m doing this work, and it helps keep me grounded. Last week I had the privilege of attending an absolutely amazing birth with a doula partner…this was a second time mama who’s first baby was born via cesarean, and was hoping for a hospital VBAC. And after 44 hours, 7 of those pushing, she did indeed give birth to a wonderfully healthy little girl. The energy in the room was indescribable–exhaustion, relief, joy, all at once.
And again, this birth like the several I’ve attended this fall, affirmed that I am making the right choice in moving into midwifery. While I love my work as a doula, and think it provides much needed support, every chance I had, my eyes were on the midwives. Since this was a teaching hospital, I got to watch a student midwife and her preceptor work together to support my client…and it was an exhilarating moment when I realized that in a few years, hopefully that will be me in the blue gown, ready to soak up all the wisdom I can from the experienced midwives.
But in the meantime. Back to pseudostratified columnar epithelial cells (which line your trachea, by the way, and are goregous!).