A few years ago, I started talking about what my next career would be. My first, as biochemist, didn't mesh so well with my second, as mom, so I started looking around for the third.
This past spring, after much deliberation, and the incredible luck of finding a like-minded friend, I decided to take the first steps toward a career in nursing. I dusted off some very old college transcripts, re-learned the academic hoops necessary to pass the clep test in biology, and then enrolled in anatomy and physiology 1 during the accelerated 1/2 summer semester.
Compressing an entire semester of anatomy into just over a month was overwhelming and frustrating - a little like academic water-boarding - but was also probably a good way to start. Kind of that "if you can live through this, everything else will seem like a breeze" way of thinking. My family has been ignored, my household chores have been neglected, and my dining room was turned into study central. The result - I passed, and I got an A. One down, many many more to go.