I have been trying to write this blog post now for a few weeks. With all the amazing things that are going on in my life it was hard to find the right words. Not that the natural high has worn off, maybe I can think of something fabulous to say.
After a rough year things are finally starting to look up for me. I made it through the 9 month medical assistant program graduating {with honors} a few weeks ago. When I sat back and really thought about it, thought about my situation while I was in school I have to take a step back and say "wow!" How the hell did I manage to get through school while raising my daughter and living in a shelter and not manage to kill anyone? A friend told me that I am an inspiration to single mother's out there. I didn't feel it until I really thought about my circumstances.
Despite everything I didn't give up. Giving up wasn't in my vocabulary because I had Isabella to think about. I want a good life for her so I had to get through school so I could get a good job. I was hoping to get hired on at my externship site, but after the 2 months I was there I decided it wouldn't be a good place to work. I did enjoy my time there and I learned a lot, but once I got used to the doctor and the other staff I was ready to go. So now that I am graduated I am back in the job search pool. I have already been on 2 interviews and I am hoping this second one works out. I will talk about that in a few minutes, but first...
A week after I did my exit interview and walk through at school I took my RMA {registered medical assistant} exam. It snuck up on me quickly. I wasn't prepared for it, but I went in there confident I knew the material. After all I did just finish school {did I mention I graduated with honors?}. I said a prayer on my way to the testing center then again right before I took the exam. The exam was 210 questions and I had 2 hours to finish it. I finished in just over an hour, and since the exam was done on the computer I got my score immediately. I closed my eyes as I waited, nervous. You had to score a 70 or above to pass. I scored an 83. My jaw hit the floor in shock as my heart wanted to sore right out of my chest. I was shocked that I had passed since I hadn't even studied for the exam and I was so happy! I left the testing center not being able to keep the grin off my face. I called and texted everyone I knew to tell them. I was so happy that things were going in my favor that I wanted to cry {happy tears} when I sat and really thought about it.
I have never had such amazing accomplishments in my life, so all of this was a huge deal to me. I finally feel worthy and I like I am good enough for anything. Although I am still living in transitional housing, it's a great place for me to be. I moved to a different housing facility while I was doing my externship and it's more independent living than where I was before. It's an actual 1 bedroom apartment, but this plays requires a lot more from you. They help you more to get back on your feet and take care of any financial things that may prevent you from getting an apartment or anything else for that matter. It's a lot of work but well worth it if it makes me a better person.
Ok, so back to the job interview I had. It was at an orthopedic surgeon's office {wow, I know!}. I would be starting out part time and in the front office. I know that's not what I went to school for, but this particular doctor has only been in practice for about 2 years. His practice is starting to grow thus needed more help. There is room for growth {such as moving to back office and going full time}. I was so excited and felt so positive about the job when I left the interview. I felt that this would be a really good starting point for me in my career in the medical field. I mailed off an interview thank you letter the next day and I should be hearing something back from them this week. I have been praying about it and staying positive.
Well, I think that is all the good news I have to share right now. Life is good and God always sees you through your darkest hour. I am living proof of that. Until next time, my friends.
Much love.
