Rubbed Raw Nurse Resident

[Queen Tiye, RN]

So, I had a rough day as a Nurse Resident and I want to talk about it.  My eyes are full of tears because I feel frustrated, tired, and pushed to my intellectual, critical thinking limits.  I’m rubbed so raw and feel emotionally stripped naked, I feel a little  drunk.  Maybe I’m a little delirious because I worked three twelves and didn’t drink enough water, or only ate three meals in three days.  
 

Surviving a residency is equal parts learning, climbing interpersonal hurdles, discovering your own flaws, and practicing humility.   I feel like I’m being broken and blended into a competent nurse.  I worked as a CNA/ PCA for seven years, and a PDN nurse and LTC nurse for a year, and still, this role of nurse in the PCU is more than I could have ever anticipated.  Way more.  I mean how far and wide my thinking has to go is incredible.  I literally told my preceptor that I couldn’t handle anymore criticism tonight and that I didn’t want to talk about it.  Sigh.

We will talk about it though, next week — and I will be back  having reset myself back to humility and readiness.  I will continue to rise to the occasion b/c that’s what you have to do if you’re going to be a kick *** nurse.  Lucky for me my preceptor happens to be a kick *** nurse.?.

Goodnight, I’m going to binge watch The Walking Dead.