Hi everyone,
I just started my first nursing job on a busy post surg/oncology floor, graduated in May. I had the normal week long hospital orientation where I learned about the computer systems and the HR stuff. After getting my schedaul I saw that I was going to start on the floor this past Monday for a 7 week floor orientation. I was so excited. I thought finally I was going to get to watch how the nurses do it. They would teach me all the tricks.
So, Monday I get to work and meet my preceptor, nice but stern. We listen to report and then we head out onto the floor. I started to follow her into her room, and she said I think I'm going to have you do the assessments on the last two rooms. I thought, sure I can handle this, then we would have more time to do nursing stuff together. Well, those two assessments turned into hanging IV meds. Then I was doing IV pushes, and changing fluid bags. None of which I was bothered with good experience. Luckily I had had a clinical in the same hospital, so I knew my way around the MAR.
About lunch though is when things started changing. First I hung blood on 2 different patients. She was shocked that I had never done this before, but we can't do it in nursing school. She did the check with me and then just left me to do the rest. Then she gave me a phone and said you have to go call the surgeon and get orders on for this pt. This was kind of scary, because it was my first time getting orders and she gave me no more advice then your going to be fine. Then the phone started ringing non-stop and I was getting calls from the different units to take report on transfer pts. It was all just so overwhelming. At the end of the day I was hoping for maybe a hey you made it, but all I got was I hope you know that this was an easy day.
Today was my second day and I thought well this is going better. I had called a couple of Docs for orders and things were going fine. I still haven't quite figured out how to keep everything organized, but I was feeling better. That was my motto today, better. Then about 4 hours after I got home I got a call from the unit to find out if I had hung an antibiotic. I had but just forgot to cross it off in the MAR. I felt so stupid and my day was cast in a whole new light.
So, now what I whined and vented, I want to let you know that I appreciate you taking the time to read it. I know that everything I do is valuble experience, but I was just hoping for one day on the floor where I could follow a nurse to see how my unit flowed.