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The other day, I had my first and last day in newborn nursery clinical. The nurse was a real pusher, and I learned a lot because she assigned a lot of work to us. However, she was also rude and condescending. She had criticized just about everything, including my instructor, in not-so-nice tones or language. I admit that I was a bit slow in the nursery because I have never done it before and that there was a flood of babies (2 sets of twins!), and that I didn't expect a lot of coddling, but it was hell.
My clinical instructor has ordered us to meet up before, during dinner break, and after clinicals. Lateness is penalized. I did not finish all of the assigned work by the time dinner break was coming up. I explained the situation to the nurse in advance, apologized, and offered to finish when I got back. This is when she started to evolve from irate cattiness to flat out witchy.
When I got back, she put us right back to work, which was more good experience. I managed to avoid her for most of the evening as I gave babies their first baths, took vitals, and applied triple dye. Since I had spent the clinical day helping her out, I didn't get my paperwork done. I had to come back in after the clinical had ended in order to copy the charted information. She was still busy, but rules deemed that I was not allowed to do anything because my instructor had left the building. I explained this to the nurse, apologized that I could not help her with caring for the babies, but offered to fetch things for her or other things that would not break the rules. She started making comments about how I was lazy and irresponsible, both to me and any coworkers who came by.
At that moment, I realized that it was HER problem, not mine. I understand perfectly that she was overworked, stressed, and needed the help, but she crossed the line when she started talking smack about me. There was no winning this situation, no resolution, no compromise and no right action. All she wanted was to take her frustrations out on someone. Even profusely apologizing would not have worked. I ignored her as I finished my paperwork, although I would have gladly respected a request to get help her out. She eventually figured out that I was ignoring her barrage of insults, then and heard her piss and moan to a couple more coworkers about me. After I finished, I courteously thanked her and bade her a good night. I got a snort in response. Ah well, I'll probably never see her again now that OBGYN is over.