"How Can You Stand It?" - page 2
If I had a nickel for every time I've had to answer that question, I'd be able to retire tomorrow. It is a question I am often asked whenever I meet new people. After the how-do-you-dos are said... Read More
Jul 9, '09I also work in LTC as a CNA while I attend nursing school. All I have to say is there is no better feeling in the world then to walk into work and see your residents faces light up knowing your the best part of their day!!! What an amazing thing to be apart of!
Jul 16, '09Quote from VivaLasViejasIt's the same in Australia. In the place I work they have the funds per shift for 1RN (does the documentation and most wound dressings) + 1EEN (hands out the pills) (endorsed enrolled nurse - a 2yr technical college rather than university course) and, if they're lucky on a shift, all the personal care attendants (who do everything else) turn up for their low-paid jobs (less than untrained vet assistants get because in western society we care more for our pets than our parents) at the rate of 1 per 5 residents morning and 1 per ten residents evening shift to look after 60 high-care (i.e. very frail, many comorbidities, mostly incapacitated elders). And this place is a non-profit, run by one of the largest churches in the country.The way I look at it, SOMEBODY has got to care about these people---the government sees them as numbers, the medical establishment largely ignores and under-treats them, and the corporations that own and operate nursing facilities view them only in terms of dollars and cents. ...
Someone far wiser than I already said this, and I believe it to be true: you have to BE the change you want to see in the world. This is my way of being that change. What is yours?
In fact, this is one of the major reasons I am studying to become a nurse, thence a post grad dip in mental health nursing to care for those with dementia better - and maybe, if all goes well, a research degree - so I have enough seniority to stand up and shout about this injustice and increase my chances of being heard and changing a ROTTEN system.
PS I love all your posts - you are an American me!)
Jul 24, '09I'm a new BSN gaduate and I have to say that my time spent in LTC as CNA helped me immensley with any skill in the hospital. There were wound vacs and drains that I was more familiar with then some of the experienced RN's on the floor; not to mention the amount of exposure I had to trach's, foleys, and ambulating patients. My instructors, preceptors and classmates always asked how I knew so much and where did I get my confidence (but not too confident), and I would tell everyone I learned it from the nursing home.
Jul 24, '09Quote from VivaLasViejasThere's a lot of misconception about what we LTC nurses do, I think the main myth being that we 'lose our skills'. I don't know, it seems to me that when you're working with IVs, wound vacs, central venous catheters, dialysis fistulas, tracheostomies, feeding tubes of all kinds, ostomies, and nephrostomy tubes---to mention just a few---staying current on 'skills' is a no-brainer.
Just the other night, I had one of my dialysis pts come back home after his shunt malfunctioned and he had to get it replaced, this time in the internal jugular vein. He started bleeding out shortly after being settled into bed; I applied pressure, alerted staff to call 9-1-1, and was still standing there applying pressure when the EMTs got there ten minutes later. They actually complimented me on stopping the bleeding! Like they expected me to not know a simple first-aid maneuver, just because I'm a nursing-home nurse.:icon_roll
I'm a new BSN gaduate and I have to say that my time spent in LTC as CNA helped me immensley with any skill in the hospital. There were wound vacs and drains that I was more familiar with then some of the experienced RN's on the floor; not to mention the amount of exposure I had to trach's, foleys, and ambulating patients. My instructors, preceptors and classmates always asked how I knew so much and where did I get my confidence (but not too confident), and I would tell everyone I learned it from the nursing home.
Jul 24, '09I started my job in a local nursing home as an aide when I was 19. People would give me funny looks and make comments when they found out where I worked. I remember just starting out one lady told me that's too bad you work there, that really is going to age you. I'm 24 now and yes that 19 year old is gone baby gone. I've grown SO much working there. I stand up for myself, for my residents, and I can take a whole lot more that I could back them. Partly from working with the residents and partly with dealing with some nasty staff. I'm starting nursing school in September and I'm REALLY excited! I want to work at the same place as a nurse and I really enjoy my job there. I have a strong bond with the residents and even some of their families. Yes I do cry when they die. I've been told it's bad. But I disagree. I think it ups the level of care that I give them. There are days that place depresses me, but mostly I try to bring happiness in. My mom once said that with me there it seems happier. I try to laugh and tell jokes, and I'm there for residents when mentally and physically they are having a rough time. I really enjoy my job.
Jul 24, '09I agree, that you are required to be responsible for so much in a nursing home setting. I didn't realize the difference until I worked in a hospital. I am an LPN, and had experience in things these RN's had no idea of how to do. How sad. When I moved, I gratefully returned to nursing home work, where I again had the responsibility and need to keep my skills sharp. The toteum pole is upside down.
Jul 30, '09As an aspiring RN, I thank you for sharing the information the way you do Viva. I am one of the fortunate students who has been around health-care in some form since I was about 12 and my Mother became an LPN.
Like you, my Mother devoted her career to LTC, working with Alzheimer patients. I would often asked her the same or similar questions...how do you do it? She would always answer the same way as you have in many of the answers you have given. I am so happy to have a Mother that has taught me to be more like the two of you in appreciating what is left in the tenderness of a patient that is nearing the end of their time.
Thank you so much for what you do, you are an angel trapped in a nurses body...
Jul 30, '09It's very sweet of you to say that.
My 18-year-old son just began his journey today as a student nursing assistant, this being his first day of clinicals. I am thrilled that ONE of my kids got bitten by the nursing bug! He's worn out from being on his feet for an unaccustomed 8 hours, but he got checked off on 17 different skills and was given kudos by his instructor for doing a particularly good job with a shower. He also spoke with tender concern of a resident who had sustained a large skin tear, and another whose meal tray was filled with foods that were on her "dislikes" list (he went back to the kitchen FIVE TIMES to get it fixed!).
I think he'll do just fine.
Jul 30, '09That is awesome. I am happy for you as I am sure you are very proud of him for what he is doing! I know my Mother is over joyed that I am going to be a nurse!!
Jul 31, '09What a treat this topic is! Unfortunately, I have been caught up in the "Ticking Time Bomb" thread which has been combative, argumentative, and divisive. I came home from the university in my second summer and announced to my parents that I was going to go to nursing school. They were relieved that I had actually developed a career path! Given that I was financing my own secondary education, I opted to attend the local community college for their ADN program. Much to my surprise my mother decided that she would fulfill her personal goal of nursing at the same time. There we were, mother and daughter, nursing students. Always in the same classess and often in the same labs and clinicals. School was always easy for me, I was used to classes and papers and studying, and I was young, so I played (alot). My mom was a very smart woman and she was a perfectionist, so she spent hours preparing and studying and reviewing. She was an excellent typist, her hands simply flew on the keys...she had supported herself and her 2 children as a legal secretary after her divorce...so she typically typed all of our papers from the long-hand drafts. We were in a psych class together and she went to Hawaii with my dad...so I prepped both of our papers in her absence. She returned and typed them. Because the papers were (probably obviously) authored by one individual they accused me of riding my mom's coattails. My mom dropped out the very next week. She finished her ADN after I was graduated and off campus. I know my mom was proud of me. She told me in so many little ways over the years, and she came right out and told me much later. But, you know, I am not sure that I ever told her that I was proud of her. All the while I was a hotshot pediatric critical care nurse she was taking care of alot of "old people" first in cardiac care then in oncology. We would have Sunday dinners and, of course, she would ask about my work. I would have some fabulous tale of saving the mva victim, or the tragedy of the accidental shooting of the toddler...and she would listen and smile and then tell a story of sitting with a dying man while his family was travelling to the hospital, a man she knew well from his battle with some cancer or such. I didn't know what to say to her in those days. I didn't get it. Where was the adrenaline in that work, where was the thrill? My nursing evolved over the years. I got married, had children, dealt with the PICU from a parent's perspective, and beat breast cancer...all of these things changed me as a nurse. When I went into hospice nursing 4 years ago my mother confessed that she always wanted to do that. Two years ago this month I sat with my mom as she died in her Florida living room. I told her I loved her, that I would miss her, that I would be okay and she could go. I wish I had told her how proud I was of her...that she was the best nurse I ever knew. I finally got it.
I know you are proud of your son. I bet he is proud of you too!
Jul 31, '09Tewdles, that is a wonderful story about you and your mom!! Thank you so much for sharing it..........you brought tears to my eyes.
And FWIW, I'm pretty sure she knows how proud of her you were, and are.
Sep 27, '09Yes, I have worked in LTC and sub-acute for the last 10 years after being forced to "go back to work," and it's great. The worst has been that my father was placed in a nursing home 1100 miles away, where the rest of my/his family lives. After I visited I wanted to bring him home with me, to live in my home, but his wife (who could not visit him every day due to her own health problems) would not let me. He died about three months later, two days after his 91st birthday. I SO wanted to have him in my home. I was unimpressed with the staff at the nursing home when I met them, but that may have been because they didn't trust me after my sister told them I would try to kidnap him. (Yeah, and put him on a medevac plane for a 1000 mile flight.) I hope at least one of his nurses was like you..... I try every day to be a light in someone's life....Many people have families that can't come, and we are the resident's contact to the outside world.
May 4, '11Oh VIVA! Did someones toes REALLY fall of in your hand???????????It isn't funny, but it IS hysterical! The picture it made in my mind of someone standing there looking at the toe(s) held in the palm....That's ................well, I'm speechless and still laughing!