I am a new graduate working in a busy ED. I have some years working as a paramedic before becoming a nurse. I have seen death before both professionally and in my private life. I always was secretly concerned that perhaps i lacked a certain degree of compassion that I have seen some of the other nurses had. NOt to say that I am cold, but I see many people that put themselves in the ED because of their own stupid actions. I have even rationalized that perhaps this is a good thing because I am able to remain calm and think critically through a situation which benifits my patient.
On thanksgiving night, the place was jammed. You know, abd pain, gall bladder attacks, acute MI's ... normal fare..... However around 0230, a call came in that an attempted suicide was coming in. I overheard someone jokingly say, well the holiday season has offically begun... We get the trauma bay ready. IN rolls the squad, CPR is being done on the patient. As we are lifting the pt to the bed, we learn that this is an 11 year old that hung himself in his family's bathroom. HE became asystolic enroute. I took over compressions while an IO was placed.
After working this young kid for what seemed liked forever, His mother came into the rooom. Crying and pleading with him to breath. OF course I know its not going to happen. We perform another round of ACLS for show basically, and I overheard the MD explaining to mom that even if we regain perfusion there will be no neurological function. Mom makes the decision to stop.
Nurses crying everywhere, family crying everywhere, clergy is called for the mother. I felt terrible for Mom. But yet, I questioned to myself why I didnt feel worse. Ice was applied to the pts eyes while the HOB was elevated. Later I returned to help bag the patient because no one else really wanted to go back in there.
Needless to say, I finished my shift at 0700. Then I slept for 20 of the next 24 hours. And 20 more hours saturday. I dont think i am that far behind on my sleep. IS this my coping mechanism? OThers seem to be able to express emotion outward. I didnt express any because yes i felt bad, but i didnt feel like i needed to cry.
Strange thing is,, I wish I had to go to work today. I am off until 1900 Monday. I dont know what to do with myself. I need to take a shower and shave but dont really feel like it. I should go to the gym and exercise, but I dont feel like doing that either.
I dont know if anything that i am writing makes any sense to anyone that happens to be reading this. I am not sure that it is helping me either. I jsut feel like I am in some strange sur-real state of mind. even while I am awake it all seems like a dream.
I love my job, but I wish I was able to express in words the strange feeling that I have.
I guess there is no answer. Thanks