Let me start out by saying I'm not bashing my instructor or the RN on my clinical rotation. It was just an aha moment for me.
At my clinical last week my instructor spent a lot of time in the conference room with all of us prepping for the finals coming up. Mainly because all of us in our program are paranoid and obsessing over them. When I went to check on my patient the nurse in charge of my patient asked me whey we weren't out on the floor doing something.... At first I took offense because it's not like we weren't doing anything and at our school the instructor/student relationship is close because we spend more time together then most of us get with our family. And also now that most of us are starting to think more like a nurse we love to endlessly discuss how smart we're becoming
But then the nurse said "Listen, when you graduate what are you going to do? Be really glad you prepared for finals or be friggen grateful your ass was out here on the floor gaining the skills you are going to need to be a nurse? It's not all passing meds and having post conferences you know."
It got me thinking that in another year I will not have an instructor sitting with me and coaching every single thing I do. Or asking me if I feel okay and guiding me when I'm feeling flustered. Also, HOLY CRAP *** am I supposed to do with no one watching over everything I do?
So I talked with my instructor (who told me finding a nurse who was willing to have an SN follow them around and explaining everything for an entire shift was a miracle) and from now until the end of my semester I'm going to stick to my co-assignment nurse like glue. If I'm giving meds or doing anything invasive of course I'll have my instructor present but I think it is really starting to hit home the reality of the career I've chose. I don't want to begin my career wishing i spent less time discussing everything I should have been doing in the first place.
Sometimes I feel like going through nursing school is like going through puberty a second time
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Let me start out by saying I'm not bashing my instructor or the RN on my clinical rotation. It was just an aha moment for me.
At my clinical last week my instructor spent a lot of time in the conference room with all of us prepping for the finals coming up. Mainly because all of us in our program are paranoid and obsessing over them. When I went to check on my patient the nurse in charge of my patient asked me whey we weren't out on the floor doing something.... At first I took offense because it's not like we weren't doing anything and at our school the instructor/student relationship is close because we spend more time together then most of us get with our family. And also now that most of us are starting to think more like a nurse we love to endlessly discuss how smart we're becoming
But then the nurse said "Listen, when you graduate what are you going to do? Be really glad you prepared for finals or be friggen grateful your ass was out here on the floor gaining the skills you are going to need to be a nurse? It's not all passing meds and having post conferences you know."
It got me thinking that in another year I will not have an instructor sitting with me and coaching every single thing I do. Or asking me if I feel okay and guiding me when I'm feeling flustered. Also, HOLY CRAP *** am I supposed to do with no one watching over everything I do?
So I talked with my instructor (who told me finding a nurse who was willing to have an SN follow them around and explaining everything for an entire shift was a miracle) and from now until the end of my semester I'm going to stick to my co-assignment nurse like glue. If I'm giving meds or doing anything invasive of course I'll have my instructor present but I think it is really starting to hit home the reality of the career I've chose. I don't want to begin my career wishing i spent less time discussing everything I should have been doing in the first place.
Sometimes I feel like going through nursing school is like going through puberty a second time