A previous experience I had before college was working as an STNA during the pandemic. I knew partially what I was getting myself into but I was not ready for my first job to be as draining as it was. Don't get me wrong, I loved seeing people get better and get to leave the hospital doors but I didn't love coming back every shift to the same couple of patients and seeing them eventually pass. That was hard for me and I was expected to go about my day after taking care of someone and watching their families mourn. I am forever grateful that I got to experience the a hospital setting with and work alongside of the most respected and educated people but I was at the bottom of the food chain essentially. The position made me numb to emotion. It got to a point where I wasn't able to even process that I had literally packed a dead body up as a requirement of my position. This wasn't the company's fault at all and there are lot's of people I worked with who were beyond stellar at what we did, but I am personally not made to do what the Nurse Aides are asked of. I give props to anyone who does this position. I learned to really absorb life and appreciate the people around me because at the end of the day, we really can lose our loved ones so randomly and I learned to hug my family and friends a little tighter thanks to this job position.Â