On a dark early school morning I wake up to feel a bump on my neck. I think to myself “Is this cancer?” I have this minor issue that I always self diagnose myself. One little faintly bump on my neck and I will be researching what it could possibly be for hours on end. It’s fascinating how we don’t truly know our bodies and what happens to us on a daily basis. This has not been the only occurrence of self-diagnosing myself. The only solution is to make a career out of it. I’ve wanted to become a nurse since my freshman year of high school. The thought of hospitals don’t frighten me and the feeling of shots on my arm doesn’t create discomfort. Being in the nurse’s office calms me. The thought of going to work at a hospital for the rest of