Over my years in nursing there have been some patients and some nurses that I will always remember. Please join me in a little trip down memory lane.
Sister C - my first ever ward sister. She was a year off retiring having joined nursing aged 16. A stickler for punctuality she would rather hand over to an empty room than wait for late nurses!!!! She would sit at the nurses station and correct our Kardex (old fashioned charting system) in red pen. Any spelling mistakes we had to write the correct version three times!!! At 11am every day she would do a ward round, in those days we had the old "Nightingale" wards huge long big windowed wards with 15 patients down either side. She would inspect the beds and bounce a coin off the sheets to make sure they were made tight enough, and would check that corners had proper hospital corners. She called all the Doctors Mr ... and nurses Nurse surname. I worked with her until she retired and never learnt her first name.
Sister M - called the marmite sister by junior nurses as you either loved her or hated her!! (think this will lose something in translation as I think we only have Marmite in the UK!!) Her big thing was uniforms. She insisted that nurses came to and from work and when doing transfers that they wear the long navy blue capes lined with red felt that we had issued. I used to like mine even though they were very dated so although I would never have admitted it I liked that rule!! On Sundays she would take the tape measures that officially were there to measure limbs for Thomas splint and measure our dresses to ensure they were the required 3cms below the knee. She had never married and would smuggle her little dog into work and hide him under the nurses station and junior nurses would walk him during breaks. It makes me smile because infection control would have a field day.
Sister H - drop dead pretty, fantastic figure looked like she should have been a nurse from a telly show. The more stressed she got the higher pitched her voice became until just a little squeak came out. We would always know what sort of day we were in for by how high the squeak was. Had a nasty habit of blaming everyone else for anything that went wrong earning herself the nickname of the teflon sister - as nothing ever stuck with her.
Charge Nurse P - 6ft 7inches, 22 stone with hands like shovels affectionately called the BFG (big friendly giant) after an awe struck child said "Daddy look there's the BFG". The only nurse that could see into a cubicle by looking over the curtains by looking over rather than in. Took any preconceptions I had he was the gentlest kindest nurse I ever had the pleasure to work with.
I'm sure there are many more but those are the ones that spring to mind. I look at my junior nurses now and really hope that some of them will remember me for the right reasons of course :)
Over my years in nursing there have been some patients and some nurses that I will always remember. Please join me in a little trip down memory lane.
Sister C - my first ever ward sister. She was a year off retiring having joined nursing aged 16. A stickler for punctuality she would rather hand over to an empty room than wait for late nurses!!!! She would sit at the nurses station and correct our Kardex (old fashioned charting system) in red pen. Any spelling mistakes we had to write the correct version three times!!! At 11am every day she would do a ward round, in those days we had the old "Nightingale" wards huge long big windowed wards with 15 patients down either side. She would inspect the beds and bounce a coin off the sheets to make sure they were made tight enough, and would check that corners had proper hospital corners. She called all the Doctors Mr ... and nurses Nurse surname. I worked with her until she retired and never learnt her first name.
Sister M - called the marmite sister by junior nurses as you either loved her or hated her!! (think this will lose something in translation as I think we only have Marmite in the UK!!) Her big thing was uniforms. She insisted that nurses came to and from work and when doing transfers that they wear the long navy blue capes lined with red felt that we had issued. I used to like mine even though they were very dated so although I would never have admitted it I liked that rule!! On Sundays she would take the tape measures that officially were there to measure limbs for Thomas splint and measure our dresses to ensure they were the required 3cms below the knee. She had never married and would smuggle her little dog into work and hide him under the nurses station and junior nurses would walk him during breaks. It makes me smile because infection control would have a field day.
Sister H - drop dead pretty, fantastic figure looked like she should have been a nurse from a telly show. The more stressed she got the higher pitched her voice became until just a little squeak came out. We would always know what sort of day we were in for by how high the squeak was. Had a nasty habit of blaming everyone else for anything that went wrong earning herself the nickname of the teflon sister - as nothing ever stuck with her.
Charge Nurse P - 6ft 7inches, 22 stone with hands like shovels affectionately called the BFG (big friendly giant) after an awe struck child said "Daddy look there's the BFG". The only nurse that could see into a cubicle by looking over the curtains by looking over rather than in. Took any preconceptions I had he was the gentlest kindest nurse I ever had the pleasure to work with.
I'm sure there are many more but those are the ones that spring to mind. I look at my junior nurses now and really hope that some of them will remember me for the right reasons of course :)