I have been a nurse for about a year now. I work in a physical rehabilitation hospital where I work with mainly elderly. My work position is the kind where I am every day in a different floor depending on the hospital's needs, in exchange I don't do night shifts and usually have weekends off.
I have had anxiety since the beginning. I fear making mistakes. Quite often I am worried sick at home and I have spent whole weekends and holidays worrying about non existent mistakes such as "are you sure you doubled checked everyones names before giving the meds?" I used to think of everything I had done during a working day and if I didn't remember doing or checking something, the mental torture would start. "What if you gave the wrong medications to the wrong patient?""What if you didn't prime the IV line?", etc. Time and time again experience has proven that I don't make such mistakes and that I can't remember every single thing I do in a working day. Neither should I try and go through everything on my mind once I am home. Thanks to therapy and experience this situation has improved. I trust my skills more.
However, last week I had a 90yo patient who had a severe infection (CRP >300) and hypernatremia. He wasn't able to speak properly and his conciousness level was compromised, he also had a lot of secretions that made his breathing hard. He had a g tube. My other RN coworker administered the nutrition and I later administered the medications through the g tube. One hour after administering the medications the patient died. I asked time and time again to my coworkers if the procedure I had done to administer the drugs was wrong and all of them deny it. In our hospital patients like this are typically put to palliative care for a few days until they pass away. However this caught us by surprise. What else could I have done wrong? I don't think I could have had medication errors, I scanned all the meds and was careful. However I don't know anymore. I go through every fatal scenario in my brain in which did I not notice and instead of K oral suspension I gave risperidone (unlikely as I took care of them one by one and scanned them), did I administer too many liquids at once? (the patient did have a lot of medications at once going through the g tube). My head tells me that "I must have done something wrong because he died almost immediately after giving medications". Worst of all is that I even asked the doctors what they think the death cause was and they don't know but they don't think the patient needs to go to autopsy due to his condition and age (he also had cancer, coronary artery disease, etc.)
Fighting with this issue for a year I feel exhausted. I feel that I can't do this anymore. That when I finally think that I have things under control this happens and completely debastates me. Maybe I am not made for this type of job where you carry the responsibility of taking care of other people's health. I want to quit immediately. People keep telling me that I should give it a try for a year longer. I don't know if my mental health can take it.
Can I get some advice from other people on the field? Did something similar ever happen to you? Do you ever wonder if you did something wrong after your patients suddenly dies?
pucatalia
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I have been a nurse for about a year now. I work in a physical rehabilitation hospital where I work with mainly elderly. My work position is the kind where I am every day in a different floor depending on the hospital's needs, in exchange I don't do night shifts and usually have weekends off.
I have had anxiety since the beginning. I fear making mistakes. Quite often I am worried sick at home and I have spent whole weekends and holidays worrying about non existent mistakes such as "are you sure you doubled checked everyones names before giving the meds?" I used to think of everything I had done during a working day and if I didn't remember doing or checking something, the mental torture would start. "What if you gave the wrong medications to the wrong patient?""What if you didn't prime the IV line?", etc. Time and time again experience has proven that I don't make such mistakes and that I can't remember every single thing I do in a working day. Neither should I try and go through everything on my mind once I am home. Thanks to therapy and experience this situation has improved. I trust my skills more.
However, last week I had a 90yo patient who had a severe infection (CRP >300) and hypernatremia. He wasn't able to speak properly and his conciousness level was compromised, he also had a lot of secretions that made his breathing hard. He had a g tube. My other RN coworker administered the nutrition and I later administered the medications through the g tube. One hour after administering the medications the patient died. I asked time and time again to my coworkers if the procedure I had done to administer the drugs was wrong and all of them deny it. In our hospital patients like this are typically put to palliative care for a few days until they pass away. However this caught us by surprise. What else could I have done wrong? I don't think I could have had medication errors, I scanned all the meds and was careful. However I don't know anymore. I go through every fatal scenario in my brain in which did I not notice and instead of K oral suspension I gave risperidone (unlikely as I took care of them one by one and scanned them), did I administer too many liquids at once? (the patient did have a lot of medications at once going through the g tube). My head tells me that "I must have done something wrong because he died almost immediately after giving medications". Worst of all is that I even asked the doctors what they think the death cause was and they don't know but they don't think the patient needs to go to autopsy due to his condition and age (he also had cancer, coronary artery disease, etc.)
Fighting with this issue for a year I feel exhausted. I feel that I can't do this anymore. That when I finally think that I have things under control this happens and completely debastates me. Maybe I am not made for this type of job where you carry the responsibility of taking care of other people's health. I want to quit immediately. People keep telling me that I should give it a try for a year longer. I don't know if my mental health can take it.
Can I get some advice from other people on the field? Did something similar ever happen to you? Do you ever wonder if you did something wrong after your patients suddenly dies?