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Jul 09, 2005, 06:32 PM
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I just graduated from nursing school in May. One of our assignments during our last semester was to do a creative project about nursing or nursing school. At the end of the semester they compiled everyone's together into a book and presented it to us at our graduation luncheon. It's a wonderful momento of both nursing school and fellow nursing students. I thought you might enjoy reading mine.
Patients I Remember
First semester: Christiana – 4B. It was the first time I’d ever given PEG tube meds. My patient was nonverbal. I had my goggles on, and I was sweating bullets. It seemed like a lifetime to get 10 meds down, but I did it! Oh wait a minute…there’s a patient on the other end of that tube. “Thanks for being so patient with me Mr. _______.” I got a nod and a big smile as if to say “No problem and thanks for noticing me”. Note to self: Never forget the person on the other end of the task.
First semester: The VA. It was the very end of the clinical day, and Anne told me that the guy in the next bed needed to be straight cathed. OH NOOOOO! Here we go again – goggles fogging up and sweat rolling down my face. I got the cath in and I really didn’t have the bed up quite high enough, so I was leaning over holding that cath in a most uncomfortable position AND nothing was coming out. I looked up at the patient and he was as stiff as a board – scared to death so I said, “Remember how your Mama always said a watched pot never boils?” He started laughing and out it flowed! Note to self: Sometimes humor is the best medicine.
Second semester: AI DuPont. I had as my first patient there the 2 year old boy who’s a frequent flier at AI who was born with NEC. Anyway, needless to say I, along with several others who’ve had him as a patient, fell in love with him. I remember coming home crying and really wanting to bring him home with me. Note to self: You can’t take your patients home with you.
Third semester: Rockford. My patient was a woman about my age in with depression and anxiety. She was a very articulate and intelligent woman, but very meek. I remember her standing at the nurse’s station crying and just waiting for someone to acknowledge her so she could ask what was going to happen to her. We talked and I was able to get the answers to her questions. She was extremely grateful. Note to self: There but for the grace of God go I.
Fourth semester: Christiana – 5A. It was a Tuesday, med day, but one of my patients had gone home so I got a new one. I had to rush to look up all his meds. My new patient was admitted with an intracranial bleed, but he was recovering nicely but was confused and had a bed alarm. Every time I’d start to pull out the meds for the 1st check, his alarm went off. After going in there about 7 times, I was really frustrated. I mean I really needed to get those meds done! I went back in. “OK, Mr. _______. You really need to stay in bed. I don’t want you to fall.” He said, “I need to go back to work.” I said, “I know you must be really concerned about work, but right now you need to work on getting better.” He looked really confused, so I said, “Do you know what happened to you?” Oh man, he didn’t even know! I sat down. “You had bleeding in your brain.” I proceeded to tell him the whole story about how he was found outside his place of work downstate and was flown up from Beebe in a helicopter. He laughed. “I came up in a helicopter.” “You sure did. Would you have been scared had you been awake?” “Yes, ma’am. I would.” I took the time. I sat with him for about 10 minutes and talked. His bed alarm didn’t go off again for about 3 hours. Note to self: Never be too busy to talk to your patients.
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Jul 09, 2005, 06:40 PM
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Originally Posted by cloudydrms
Note to self: Never forget the person on the other end of the task.
Note to self: Sometimes humor is the best medicine.
Note to self: You can’t take your patients home with you.
Note to self: There but for the grace of God go I.
Note to self: Never be too busy to talk to your patients.
excellent reminders.
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Jul 09, 2005, 07:06 PM
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Wow, those are some excellent stories and reminders for new and future nurses. Thank you for sharing!
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Jul 09, 2005, 07:33 PM
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Nursing Champion
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Wonderful and inspiring. Thanks so much for sharing
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Jul 10, 2005, 04:10 AM
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Very Uplifting. Thank you so very much for sharing!
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Jul 10, 2005, 01:06 PM
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Jul 10, 2005, 06:35 PM
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awsome stories
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Jul 10, 2005, 07:14 PM
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The first post reminded me of a patient in a long term care facility. He could no longer communicate, drooled heavy secretions incessantly, had a feeding tube. I was working in housekeeping and went into his room to clean. It was 11 am, and he was totally soaked from the feeding tube that became detached, and also apparently from a very wet diaper. I called for his nursing assistant, who looked at the poor man, who was shivering from being cold, and she said "That's night shift's fault", left the room and did not come back. I waited thinking she had gone for supplies, I told the nurses, but it was apparent he was not going to get help. I went to get supplies to do it myself, but was told that I would be breaking regulations (they were right) so finally I stood in the hall way and said" I will not clean any rooms until this man gets help!" The strangest thing happened, this man who rarely made a peep, made a sound and when I looked at him, he smiled at me. He died two days later.
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Jul 10, 2005, 08:53 PM
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Originally Posted by chadash
so finally I stood in the hall way and said" I will not clean any rooms until this man gets help!"
Bravo!!  Way to go! It truly makes me mad how people think that just because a patient can't communicate well, that they can't hear, think, or have feelings. One time in nursing school the patient in the bed next to my patient was dying and the nurse was real busy, so I just was standing with him holding his hand when in walks the Doc and says, "He ought to be dead within the hour." I was shocked. The patient really didn't look like he knew what was going on, but less than 15 minutes later I said something to him (I forget what) and he squeezed my hand. I hope I never forget that and say something insensitive when I think a patient doesn't know what's going on.
Cindy
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Jul 10, 2005, 09:00 PM
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Thank you very much for sharing. I really enjoyed reading this. Also, congratulations for standing up for your patients.
Sunny
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