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from someone who was never "meant" to be a nurse I can safely say that my ability to be able to succeed at this nursing deal came into question quite frequently. All through highschool I was into English, writing , wanted to be a journalist. Got accepted into a journalism program with early admissions and a partial scholarship, was all set to go! at least thats what was supposed to happen.
last minute something snapped in my head (I prefer to use the term something CLICKED in my head but thats all interpretation anyway right? hah) anyway I dropped the journalism thing and my mom , everloving as she is , said "you better take something! come on get your act together girl!" so I just kind of randomly suggested nursing ..
you could hear the laughs and giggles all around , family was probably placing bets behind my back as to just when I would quit, and none of my friends could wrap their heads around my going into nursing.
Nursing school was HARD! I was not used to having to study so hard in my then 19 years of life , and the clinicals were just brutal! when you are not confident to begin with how are you supposed to convince these poor patients that you have some small notion of what youre doing? the answer is , you dont , embrace it for the learning experience it is, which I didnt do at the time , but surely would in retrospect.
eventually I settled into my little routine and started to appreciate what I was doing and the impact it would later have on people...
I sit here now sometimes and wonder how the heck I got where I am , this was never in the cards for me , but I'm sure glad some divine intervention happened somewhere because in all honesty ,as much b*tching and complaining as I may do , there is nothing else I would rather be doing...
I try to remember that when all heck is breaking lose, I may lose perspective for awhile but every now and again it comes sneaking back - which is what keeps us all in the profession. People may try to minimize the work we do, but once you've been down the path and gone through the trying times you need to go through to get there , well lets just say , no one can minimize that!!!
No~ I never really doubted that I would make it through nursing school, but now that I've graduated, I'm doubting if I'm doing the right thing. My facility has me working alone from about 10p to 5 a most nights. I have been a nurse for a bit over a month, and I am responsible for 60 people by myself?
Been in a tizzy over this one lately.....
I gritted my teeth several times and stayed in school out of sheer mule-headedness...LOL!
I had an ill tempered instructor that liked to play head games with students...and she called me in her office one day...very serious and foreboding... and said to me "Do you ENJOY what you're doing?"
At first I was pizzed but then I caught myself...said "Well, I don't enjoy ALL of it, do YOU?" She was speechless for once and I didn't get such a hot grade but it was worth it.
Do it for yourself. We all wondered if we could make it...nursing school is very tough. Hang in there!!
One clinical I had was bedbathing a lady who had some sort of chemical imbalance. Screamed "she's trying to kill me" over and over, and i know people could hear this outside. I talked to her, asked questions, explained everything i was going to do, etc. but she still kept screaming. I stood there like "What have i gotten myself into?". My report nurse walked in there after i was done to redo this lady's IV, and she started screaming "this nurse is trying to kill me". Felt a little relieved knowing it wasn't just me.
I remember in LVN school, when they were teaching us how to catheterize
(using a model), a young girl pipes up all panic stricken, " You mean we're going to have to do that to a real person?!!"
Consequently, she dropped out of the program.
Incidentally, I only graduated my BSN program because of the kindness of the other students.
vashka25
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I never pictured myself as a nurse.....eww nekkid people and bodily fluids...
Then I applied for the heck of it..... and doubted I would get in.
Then I made it thru first year with honours....and doubted second would be as easy.
Then I made it thru second year...broken bones and all.... and doubted I could finish....
Then third year came......and I doubted I'd make it through after taking a year off to mend the broken bones......
and you know what...I'm three weeks away from leaping beyond that doubt too !!!!!!!
Sometimes it just feels good to prove yourself wrong !!!!
~Live the life you love.....and love the life you live~