Thursday, September 17, 2009
Tired
Ok, so whatever it is about the Hospital, it makes me so dang tired. I just have no energy. Hopefully this will pass.
Saturday, September 5, 2009
So yea.
What was the last thing that I wrote about? Who knows.
Nursing has got to be one of those professions that you have to love 90% of the time or your life will be miserable. I am glad that up to this point I have loved it. There are days that stink; that goes without saying I am sure.
Such a day occurred just last week. In class we were covering Diabetes. And those who do not know, my father had that disease. While in class we are discussing not only what happens in the body with diabetes but also what can happen if unchecked. So needless to say we went over everything that my father did wrong and how he more or less hurried the process along. Mind you, in the middle of class is no place to have a break down. For one, you don't want people to see you at a weak moment. And two, who knows what the instructors will think and therefore try and use against you.
So before I lose it all, I quietly escape to the nearest restroom and before I can even open the door my eyes are cloudy with tears and a small whine escapes me. Of course I am not alone, some poor girl was in there and came out of a stall completely scared out of her mind. She kept asking if I was ok as she grabbed tissue (after washing her hands) and quietly left.
The thing that sucked the most was that there was nowhere to just sit and cry, public bathrooms should have at least somewhere to sit for the ladies. Grabbing the tissue my friendly stranger gave me, I gathered myself and headed back into the classroom with no one the wiser.
So why do I write this? Mainly because I need to keep those moments alive. So that the next time it happens, I am not startled. I know I can work through it.
Moving on to more fun things... My clinical rotation this semester is going to be on telemetry. And having my first day on was absolutely amazing. Even after putting my brain on pause, I was still able to get back into the swing of things. I was able to start recalling meds, concepts, disease processes, and many more. I actually felt like I knew what I was doing.
Learning heart rhythms have been my down fall though. Oh well, it will come to me. I am so excited that this semester I get to suction, trach care, start IV's, and chest tube care, and many more that I really can't remember. So here comes the exciting new semester where I get to feel validated and start to think that I am a new nurse.
Whoop whoop.
Nursing has got to be one of those professions that you have to love 90% of the time or your life will be miserable. I am glad that up to this point I have loved it. There are days that stink; that goes without saying I am sure.
Such a day occurred just last week. In class we were covering Diabetes. And those who do not know, my father had that disease. While in class we are discussing not only what happens in the body with diabetes but also what can happen if unchecked. So needless to say we went over everything that my father did wrong and how he more or less hurried the process along. Mind you, in the middle of class is no place to have a break down. For one, you don't want people to see you at a weak moment. And two, who knows what the instructors will think and therefore try and use against you.
So before I lose it all, I quietly escape to the nearest restroom and before I can even open the door my eyes are cloudy with tears and a small whine escapes me. Of course I am not alone, some poor girl was in there and came out of a stall completely scared out of her mind. She kept asking if I was ok as she grabbed tissue (after washing her hands) and quietly left.
The thing that sucked the most was that there was nowhere to just sit and cry, public bathrooms should have at least somewhere to sit for the ladies. Grabbing the tissue my friendly stranger gave me, I gathered myself and headed back into the classroom with no one the wiser.
So why do I write this? Mainly because I need to keep those moments alive. So that the next time it happens, I am not startled. I know I can work through it.
Moving on to more fun things... My clinical rotation this semester is going to be on telemetry. And having my first day on was absolutely amazing. Even after putting my brain on pause, I was still able to get back into the swing of things. I was able to start recalling meds, concepts, disease processes, and many more. I actually felt like I knew what I was doing.
Learning heart rhythms have been my down fall though. Oh well, it will come to me. I am so excited that this semester I get to suction, trach care, start IV's, and chest tube care, and many more that I really can't remember. So here comes the exciting new semester where I get to feel validated and start to think that I am a new nurse.
Whoop whoop.
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