The Transience of Life - page 2

In the 19 years that I was active as a volunteer EMS member of my local fire department (2 years NREMT-Basic + 17 years NREMT-Paramedic), I was often amazed at the difference between a "scene" on... Read More

  1. Visit  annneubery profile page
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    Very poetic and deeply moving. It brought tears to my eyes. Being an ICU nurse really places you on that "edge" between life and death.

    I try to not become too connected with my patients. Even after 2 years of being an ICU nurse, it's very hard to separate oneself from another "human being".
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  3. Visit  CrufflerJJ profile page
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    Quote from annneubery
    Very poetic and deeply moving. It brought tears to my eyes. Being an ICU nurse really places you on that "edge" between life and death.

    I try to not become too connected with my patients. Even after 2 years of being an ICU nurse, it's very hard to separate oneself from another "human being".
    To all who have posted responses to my article - Thank You! This was the first article I've done on allnurses.com .

    As to trying to not "become too connected with my patients", it's a delicate balancing act. In EMS, as with nursing, I find it necessary to maintain a professional distance while still leaving myself open to empathize/feel. It's very possible to prevent personal pain/mental anguish by putting up high "walls", not feeling anything when a pt suffers or passes away. In doing so, however, I think that the caregiver loses an essential part of CARING. Caring (in my infrequently humble opinion) isn't about performing a technical procedure. It's a give & take relationship between the caregiver, the patient, and the pt's family. Caring requires a sometimes painful honesty - being honest with yourself as to your personal limits, as well as being honest with your patient.

    Care too much, and the pain you feel prevents you from "doing what needs to be done." Care too little, and you don't give your pt the respect they deserve as a human being. As with many things in life and medicine, it's a balancing act.

    Sometimes, as when I "triaged out" and turned my back on a pinned driver who was burning to death in order to care for the other driver involved in a two vehicle head-on collision, I have to put up high walls to shield myself from the pain. Lock away your feelings so that you can do your job, then revisit/embrace the feelings at a later time. Share the feelings with someone you trust, or they WILL eat away at you.

    As said by the Prophets Geddy Lee, Neil Peart, and Alex Lifeson in "Limelight":
    Cast in this unlikely role
    Ill-equipped to act
    With insufficient tact
    One must put up barriers
    To keep oneself intact
  4. Visit  Flare profile page
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    great article. I've been a nurse and firefighter for the past 13 years and i've had the same line of thinking - how a scene that was only days before a view out of a nightmare could look so peaceful and unaffected. I also get to thinking about how somebody's life is probably falling apart right at this instant - house fires, major wrecks, severe illness, you name it. It's humbling really, makes me thankful for every good moment of my life.
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  5. Visit  mljallow2003 profile page
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    A well written piece...i love it..
  6. Visit  whichone'spink profile page
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    It's always a weird feeling to have a coding patient in the resuscitation room at one moment, and the next moment, have for example a child with a dislocated elbow after the previous patient's body was cleared out. Do patients ever wonder who was in the room before them?
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  7. Visit  exit96 profile page
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    Nicely stated....being a nurse and 48 years old, with 3 grown children, and much "life" in my rear view mirror...I have had these perceptions or moments in the past, you summed it up well. It urges me to continue to "live" every moment, an yet elicits melancholy for me personally. I was standing out in my front yard a few days ago, trying to "hear" the distant sound of the several children that used to come to our house for daycare, there were many... trying to invoke my mind's eye to bring up some footage of lives that were lived right at this very location, and coming to terms once more with how time rolls on without apologizing. Thanks for sharing :-)
    exit96
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  8. Visit  imintrouble profile page
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    Life goes on, but you said it so much better.
  9. Visit  VanLpn profile page
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    I enjoyed that very much! Thank You
  10. Visit  Aeterna profile page
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    Excellent article! I can strongly relate to it, working in oncology/palliative. There is not a single room on our unit that has not seen a death. I can still pass by some rooms and remember a death that affected me in some way, but then I see someone else in that bed and remember it's all in the past.

    What strikes me even more are the odd times when I discharge a patient home while at the same time, have another patient who is dying. One minute, I'm celebrating with the patient and their family that they're better, they can go home, sleep in their own beds, and be with their loved ones. I wave goodbye with a smile, then hurry to another room and quietly provide the best emotional support I can to a grieving family, watching my patient on his/her last hours. And, when all is done, the patient dies and when they leave, in comes another. Lather, rinse, repeat.
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  11. Visit  EJGbranford123 profile page
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    very good
  12. Visit  FranEMTnurse profile page
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    Very well written. I have had similar experiences, only reverse of yours. My medical career began when I was just 21 working as a nurses aide back in 1964. I experienced many deaths in that LTC facility. I felt the anger I had at those who left their relatives behind to die alone, and became active in helping them enjoy their lives in spite of being left alone. I started a men's club called "The Crackerbarrel Club", plus worked with the men & women on arts & crafts, a co-worker & I put on shows for the residents, and I even helped publish a monthly newspaper called "The Gay Nineties Review."

    Fourteen years later, I joined our ambulance corps. Knowing I only wanted to do my very best at whatever it was that I took on, I became the ambulance corp's first EMT and soon after that became a CPR & Basic First Aid instructor.

    Having experienced numerous calls of all kinds including witnessing the accidental death of a relative who I didn't recognize, nor did anyone else on that call until his wallet was removed from his pocket, to what we used to call "Taxi" calls. (I believe you know what I mean) I began to wonder if I was getting so used to it I was getting uncaring. I now know I wasn't. I eventually became a nurse. So thank you for sharing a little bit about you.
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  13. Visit  RJMerchant profile page
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    So true. Thanks for sharing. Yes life goes on.......... I often think of those who remained behind. With some, it is so terrible to get back to normal.
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