Jeanne Snow Stanton
Watching my daughter Jeanne study for long hours, pass numerous tests, work, work, work, made me realize just how hard it was to become a nurse. It is a long, stressful journey and some fail, some simply drop out, but enough continue on. Those who persevere are all to be congratulated.
Starting in 2011, at the age of 41, married with two children, ages 12 and 13, Jeanne took on this challenge with discipline and hard work. Going to night school at Bunker Hill Community College, driving an hour each way for two years to complete her courses while caring for her children and home, was not easy, but she was determined to be an R.N. How proud of her we all were when in 2013 she stood before her classmates and gave the class speech at her pinning and spoke for them all. Now her task was to find work. This sounds like an easy thing but it wasn’t so; hospitals had cut back. No one was hiring; resume time.
Then 43 years old and ready to work, she was getting discouraged. One day as she shopped at Wal-Mart, she suddenly noticed a crowd had gathered and people were calling for help. An elderly man had collapsed on the floor and no one seemed to know what to do. Jeanne quickly moved forward saying, “I’m a nurse, let me through.’’ Assessing a heart attack, she started CPR and continued until the medics arrived, and then quietly she moved away and left. Hopefully, she’d saved a life. She never knew his name or if he had lived, but she had used her training, and was satisfied she’d done her best. How many nurses each day go that extra mile and are never recognized for it or given credit?
Jeanne is now working in a nursing home and gives her all to caring for her patients, knowing her dream came true.
—Nominated by Joan T. Snow