I had been having an okay time on orientation-- it was stressful but I had had a good night last night when something AWFUL happened. Now I'm wondering if I should even be a nurse...
It was toward the end of my night shift a few days ago and I was changing antibiotics. The patient was aleeping, and had been very uncooperative and refusing meds, so I didn't turn on the overhead light, just worked under the dim light of the room. A few minutes later the pt. started to complain of chest tightness. I grabbed my preceptor and a dr. Dr. said she looked alright. Then, a few minutes later, a surgical resident came in. He noticed that the port on the patient's CENTRAL LINE was off. He brought me in the room with a bunch of residents to tell me how serious this is (and I understand why. it IS serious.). I wanted to die. At that point the patient was feeling somwhat better, and the port was capped.
I cannot express how much I hate myself right now. They're giving the pt. a CXR to make sure he doesn't have a PE (which, in my mind, he definitely does have). This is a CANCER pt. I am horrified that I've added to his pain and placed his life in jeopardy. This is EXACTLY the kind off stuff I'm terrified of as a nurse....
The nurses on the floor told me to calm down and go home. They told me that mistakes happen and I shouldn't lose it over this. I went home, thew up a couple times, sobbed, and then went back to work. Saw the pt. walking and talking, but I also know pt.'s can walk and talk with a PE. I found the nurse manager and told her everything: I wanted it all to be out on the table. She said that she would right an occurence report, but that I was a good beginning nurse and to take it as a learning experience... BUT I can't stop crying. I realize the seriousness of this. It could have been much worse. I go back to work in a couple of days, but don't know if I can or even SHOULD face it. If I'm incompetnent I don't want to work as a nurse. It's too important of a job. I didn't even NOTiCE this: what might I not notice in the future, however vigillant I am?
Can't stop crying, I even called a therapist (an APRN, haha) and made an appointment for tomorrow. Anyway just venting... need advice. Am I too dangerous for this? And if I'm not, will I even be able to practice again with all this fear?
Nona