Is Nursing Killing You or Making You Stronger?

Is nursing killing you or making you stronger? Three ways beyond the love hate relationship with nursing. The love hate relationship with nursing is something most nurses come up against at some point in their career. This is a point of no return because either you get through it and move on or it takes you down. This article takes you through the dilemma and offers 3 suggestions. Nurses Announcements Archive Article

These comments are from the same nurse just days apart.

"I came home and could not wait to tell my roommate about the day I had. The doctors took my suggestions and my patient got better!"

"I could not wait to go home and crawl under the covers. I cannot stand my job. What am I doing in nursing?"

Do you struggle with this love hate conflict as a nurse?

In this article I want to talk about this very common dilemma and offer a few suggestions to go beyond it. Stacey (not her real name) is very proud to be a nurse and for the most part loves what she does. She knows she is helping people and making a difference in their life. She enjoys the intimacy she has with patients and families and the trust they have in her to help them during the toughest times in their life. And at the same time, she worries frequently she will make a mistake or miss a medication or a warning sign and things could go bad for the patient. Caught in this space of loving her role as a nurse and the reality of having this responsibility, Stacey struggles to find balance.

At work, she enjoys her coworkers although is frustrated with many of the policies that come down from above. She often feels lost in all the demands and doesn't understand the constant urgency that goes along with these demands. "If only they would talk to us so we can understand what they really want."

A nurse by the very nature of the role solves problems. Working independently yet as part of a team, a nurse has to find a happy medium between being the one to take care of it and the one to communicate the need to the doctor or manager or administrator. Nursing is more than a job and for most nurses, it is an identity. Stacey represents many of the nurses I have mentored over the years and reflects the conflicts and emotional dilemmas that are so typical.

Nurses are constantly observing, doing, managing for everyone else that tuning in to one's personal needs is tough. So when disillusionment creeps in it can catch a nurse by surprise. Nursing as a calling is glamorous when you think about holding the dying patient's hand or saving the patient from death by initiating a code. Nursing as a job is anything but glamorous.

All the talent in the world doesn't protect you from humiliation from coworkers, violence from patients or the degrading feeling of being overlooked by management because the focus is on the new building campaign and not the hard work at the bedside. Gallows humor can save you from this reality and over time it can also harden your heart so that nothing gets in!

When the reality of nursing comes up against the calling of nursing, feelings of insecurity can creep in as nurses wonder, what was I thinking? Stacey wonders about this and goes to work looking for ways to be validated. She asks herself, "Do I try harder or stop trying?" At some point we all face this question because life is unpredictable and by itself a challenge. One way to build resilience to be able to keep going is to clarify your goals. What do you really want your life to look like?

If you always wanted to be a nurse, what does that mean today? A 6 year old and a twenty five year old have a different vision of what it means to help someone. What is meaningful to you today?

Nursing has many ways to "be" a nurse and this may be the time for a career move.

Another way to build resilience is to work on your attitude. If you have become sarcastic in order to get through the day without being disappointed, you are missing out on simple pleasures that escape your cynicism. Shutting down actually increases burnout rather than protects you from it. By tuning into what you really need and setting up a plan to get those needs met you empower yourself and build confidence. Confidence means "with faith."

Faith is the third way you can move beyond the gap between expectations and reality. If you stay focused on the gap and what you and not getting you begin to expect to be disappointed. Faith in something bigger than yourself, God, means you are destined for something better. Faith in God, exercising prayer and remembering that God today is the same God as yesterday helps you to recognize that what you may be going through is temporary and the bigger vision for yourself is possible. Just do not quit.

Specializes in Leadership Development.

sirl what awesome advice!

Specializes in ICU / PCU / Telemetry / Oncology.

I entered my first career in my 20s and felt like I was in my 40s ... I entered my 2nd career (nursing) in my 40s and I feel like I am in my 20s. Moreover, I make more money now than I did in my first career (a career which society believes is a money making one). So there is something to be said about getting into the right career and having it shape your entire life for the better. Nursing hasnt aged me at all, it has made me younger. I am almost 3 years into this career and have no regrets changing over to it. I love it!

Can it be killing me and making me stronger at the same time? Because I'm pretty sure that's what is happening.

I have a love/hate relationship with my job. I also have love/hate relationships with my husband and my mother (Volatile much? Why, yes).

I'm a person that needs to hate something sometimes in order to really love it. Since nursing is a career filled with extreme highs and lows, it works for me. Strangely, I become anxious in low-stress environments.

I wouldn't be surprised if I learned that every year someone spends working bedside takes a month off their life. But for me, I think it would be worth it!

Specializes in Emergency/Critical Care.

There are so many challenges and frustrations that, in the moment, make me hate my job. There are also successes and wins that, when they occur, make me fall in love a little more with what I do. Unfortunately, it seems that there are more challenges and frustrations than wins and successes. However, the satisfaction and fulfillment that I feel during the wins and successes far outweigh the defeat and disappointment that I feel when the challenges occur. In other words, for me, the good of the profession outweighs the bad-tenfold. The day those feelings change is the day I'll get out. Until then, for the most part, I love what we do!

Dang, these posts made me kind of sad. I am almost 25 years old. Most people say I act older than my age. I feel older than I am after being a nurse since I was 19. Straight out of high school went into nursing, took a 1 year LPN course and became licensed. Everything you guys are saying you felt at 55 I am feeling at 25. What the heck. I love my patients, but the administrative side is hard to deal with.

Specializes in Documentation, Medication Administration.

To answer this article's question: nursing made me somewhat stronger. In all honesty, I don't know how I survived nursing school. What with all the strict teachers yelling at me and bullying me, demented patients, and giving medications. Surprisingly, I made it through 14 months of hell, which seemed like it was forever. That was back in August 2011-September 2012. Now, they're just memories.

The problem for me, and I've only realized it recently is disengagement. I use a general buffer of disengagement at work to keep myself protected from all the suffering, death, and waste I see at work. If I felt all that maybe I'd be having the breakdowns others have posted about. But the disengagement has a more subtle and steeper cost. It bleeds into my home life and I find myself disengaged with my wife, my kids, my parents. I miss out on the available joy that comes with being present and feeling what the moment has for me.

Ok, I just had to post this, because I'm dying laughing....TOTALLY off base here, but you know how sometimes you read something and it just comes out all wrong in your head? Like when you pass a billboard and think "WHAT did that say? That can't be right..."?

I read the title of this thread, and read it as "Is Nursing Killing You or Making You Stranger?" and worse, interpretted it NOT as an 'either/or' question but rather as a composite--as if the question was asking whether or not nursing was killing me and making me strange!!! (which, btw, the answer to that would be YES!)

ROFL....TOTALLY need to get outta here for awhile! :D

Specializes in ER.

I think healthcare is kind of killing me sometimes. I feel sad when I think about the changes that we have done and how it's not safer. I look forward to the merger and hope it'll be better. I sit here and think constantly that this is unsafe. I was two patients behind and struggling the other day because I had to give blood. I was literally trying to stay caught up but with no ancillary staff and 5 ER patients, it was a struggle.

I also look at my health and shudder. I gained 50 pounds in nursing school and now I want to try and lose that. I'm out of shape. It is tough with working 12 hour days and then my schedule forces me to work 4 in a row. I would kill to work 8 hour or even 10 hour shifts. The ER is different than regular med-surg so we could throw in a handful of 10 hour shifts or even 9 hours in there for people.

My attitude is becoming colder. It's one more patient who decided to get drunk and is now being an ass. It's one more patient who decided to attempt to bite me. It's one more patient we have to put restraints on because they are kicking and punching the staff.

I am thinking about part-time to help make my own schedule. At least I am done with school.

I'm pretty sure nursing HAS killed me dead, twice. Incidentally, I got stronger because of it.

I've now had three distinct 'meltdowns', quiet ones. I knew from the first year that I didn't like being a nurse at all. Not so much the taking care of people part. Coping with other nurses, off and on lateral violence (mostly witnessed, rarely experienced), the whole concept of nursing becoming engulfed and made into a cog in a remote corporation that saw me as making money for THEM . . . the whole deal.

But I still 'automatically' am a care giver. Not in a dramatic codependent way, it's how I've always been. And by now, I've gotten very good at nursing, it is second nature. I make decent money. I have very low expectations from administration on a personal level, they are what they are. Slowly, bit by bit, I've come to 'own' being a nurse, have enough respect for it I don't need constant validation or appreciation.

After the last meltdown, I looked forward to the new job. Go figure. No matter how 'compassion fatigued' or burnt out I get, eventually I rise up out of the ashes and am ready to do it again. I have no idea why, and no, having money/house/luxuries has NEVER been worth what I've done, witnessed and experienced as a nurse :) You couldn't pay me ENOUGH to do a lot of what I've done over the years, so I've come to see what I do as a nurse to be beyond some price or value.

Sick people need nurses, very badly. So do the corporate clowns running the show. The latter 'provide' the venue for me to nurse the sick people. There is a cynical aspect to this, but the self pity is gone :)

I agree with those above who said nursing both killed them and made them stronger!

Specializes in ICU.

I think my current job is killing me. My first one was fine, but it killed my personal life because I had to move so far away to get it. Now, I have my personal life back, but my professional one is a total hot mess. I wish I could find a job where I had a decent professional life without sacrificing my personal life to get it. I had a breakdown at work this week - I was so frustrated with a patient that I had tears running down my face when day shift got there. It was embarrassing.

I know I am new and have to suffer through getting the "easiest" patients on the unit for a while... but getting the "easiest" patients means that I deal with the stable but confused, the ones who are going to rip everything out of their bodies and howl like banshees the whole night if you tie them down, who the physicians have d/ced all of the sedatives/anxiolytics because of altered LOC... I don't know how much longer I can take being new here. Thankfully, there are more people getting out of orientation soon, maybe I won't have the worst assignments every single night in a few weeks, and then I might feel differently. Right now, I am exhausted all of the time because I can't sleep. I can't sleep because I feel like sleep steals all my time to do things I want to do, like relax, go out for a nice dinner, or spend time with my SO. If I was able to enjoy my job a little more, I don't think I'd feel so resentful of sleep taking my time away.

Specializes in PCCN.

It's killing me. I want to do the right thing, do the job the right way. I am unable d/t lack of support. Because I actually give a crap, it makes me upset to not be able to do my job properly. This in turn makes me ill.

I wish I had other options. I don't at this time, but I wait for the day I can get out of this "profession"That's if it doesn't kill me first. It had made me extremely depressed.

Profession. Ha. :roflmao::roflmao::roflmao: Not the way we are treated.