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It's 2am and I cannot sleep. I'm supposed to be up in about 3 hours to get ready for work. As I already have a stinking cold, I think I will call in to staffing for a sick day.
But, this day won't be just to rest my body, it will also be for my mental health. Besides not being able to sleep, I was dreaming about my work - going over patient charting and feeling overwhelmed by things I had forgotten to do that I suddenly realized that had to be done. When I woke from this, I started to cry, because it was just like how it has been at work in my orientation.
It is hitting me that I am losing my confidence that I will get through my orientation. I really feel that I just plain suck as a nurse, that all I learned in nursing school has not adequately prepared me for what I am doing right now, and that the best of what I have to offer is not coming through in my work. Nearly every day on my unit, I throw myself 100% into my work, yet at the end of the day I feel like a complete failure. The day feels like a battle lost.
Specifically, I am presently taking three patients without delegation to a CNA. I do complete care, with my preceptor hanging back. With the exception of a couple of days, each seems like a step backwards in my learning process. For example, how one day went: Right out of report I was bombarded with a STAT PICC draw on one patient, a new admit with radiology calling on hold about her, with my 3rd patient's call light on for 10/10 shooting pain. This is before I have even looked at a single chart! By the time I put out all the fires and get caught up with assessments, vitals, and morning meds, it's 11am. By then my brain has turned to mush and I have 3 bed baths to do. My brain sheet is filled with chaotic scribbles that cease to make sense to me. I spend the rest of the shift scrambling to get charting done, along with I&O's, IV flushes, more meds, and giving report. More often than not, I end up staying 1-2 hours after shift to finish my charting.
My last shift pushed me to the tipping point. I was given a preceptor I had specifically asked not to be placed with (had a previous BAD day with her). Sure enough, about 3 hours in she berated me in a really sarcastic fashion about what I was planning to tell a doc I had paged re: a patient with a blood glucose of 40. Our protocol calls for "collaboration with a physician" in the giving of a D50 bolus for hypoglycemia. (The pt was NPO pre-procedure). So, rather than clarifying with me about how to act quickly for this pt (which I knew I had to do - she was disoriented, shaky, and diaphoretic), my preceptor went ahead and wrote the order herself (as a telephone order from the MD WITHOUT having talked to him yet!) and ceased to explain her rationale behind this. For the rest of the day, I tried to get everything done while avoiding my preceptor at all cost. She didn't review any of my charting and just hung back to care for her ONE patient. She left at the end of shift without saying WORD ONE to me. I was in such a bad way that I wasn't doing my job well at all. I was 2+ hours late doing an initial assessment on a patient who was a new admit (didn't even do a complete head to toe), I missed a dressing change on another patient, and my 3rd was awaiting discharge. The doc wrote the med orders at 3pm and left the unit. Between myself and the nurse coming on for this pt, we realized that 2 of the meds were wrong (one was a med the patient has a sensitivity to and the other was a wrong dose).
So, between that and having to catch up on charting, I had to stay in extra 1.5 hours. When I got to my car, I broke down crying.
On my way home, I left a voice message with my unit manager to request a meeting with her. I warned her of the possibility that I might be calling in sick tomorrow since I was really feeling cruddy, but that I wanted to talk with her either way. I feel like I am just not cutting it, especially since I was to start having 4 patients this week. I just cannot get a core work flow down. My day will start off with plans but then all falls apart 3-4 hours into the shift. It seems uncanny that I'll have one patient EVERY SHIFT who becomes unstable - syncope w/ low BP or new onset A-fib and tachy (becoming a tele transfer) or change in LOC. I get sucked into these situations and my day goes to heck. It makes it so I can't get back on track to address all of my patient's needs.
On one of these days, I didn't get to turn one of my patients Q2 as much as scheduled. The next day, I learned that her red bottom was turning into a stage 2 decub. I felt repsonsible for that!
Right now I feel like a wreck and I am crying as I write this. I plan to talk to my manager but I just don't know what to do. To make matters worse, I really need this job as I have debts (student and other loans, and ironically some medical bills) that I have to pay down, without delay. It feels like things are caving in on me. As much as I have told myself that I WILL get better at this, that things will become less difficult to do, I am suddenly very doubtful.
In a postscript, a classmate of mine just quit her residency at another local hospital. She has gone through a similar new nurse crisis, and her coworkers were treating her horribly. I haven't talked with her today, but I plan to touch bases with her.
No one warned us in nursing school of just how difficult things would be. Thanks for reading.