What "REAL" Nursing Is All About

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:redbeatheFirst off I would like to say our clients, patients, and residents really on us for many things:

N-urses wear many hats

U-nderstand you don't know just how I feel

R-eliable (don't make promises you may not be able to keep)

S-ympathetic

I-ndividualize my situation from everyone else

N-oticing when something just isn't right

G-rabbing on to the fact that you should help me even if i'm not on your assignment or even if you are not the Can

I have been a LPN for about two years now and I love it. There is a few things that I have seen that makes my stomach turn. For instance how many times have you seen a co-worker walk pass a room with the lite on and look for the aide to answer it, or see a person that needs to be pulled up or adjusted-in bed and not offer help, but tell one cna to find another to help. I mean I can go on and on but I will stop here i'm pretty sure you get where i'm coming from. My whole reason for this article is not to bash nurses but to remind some what nursing is supposed to be.

  1. Remember this if nothing else if the person is an elder they lived out there life whether good or bad let their last days in your care be remembered as positive.
  2. If I am mean and angry every time you see me it has nothing to do with you it's just i'm mad I put myself in this position or can't grasp why this happened to me

Just remember our smiling faces on the worst day can make someone feel better even if for a moment even if they don't show it or say it.

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:redbeatheFirst off I would like to say our clients, patients, and residents really on us for many things:

N-urses wear many hats

U-nderstand you don't know just how I feel

R-eliable (don't make promises you may not be able to keep)

S-ympathetic

I-ndividualize my situation from everyone else

N-oticing when something just isn't right

G-rabbing on to the fact that you should help me even if i'm not on your assignment or even if you are not the Can

I have been a LPN for about two years now and I love it. There is a few things that I have seen that makes my stomach turn. For instance how many times have you seen a co-worker walk pass a room with the lite on and look for the aide to answer it, or see a person that needs to be pulled up or adjusted-in bed and not offer help, but tell one cna to find another to help. I mean I can go on and on but I will stop here i'm pretty sure you get where i'm coming from. My whole reason for this article is not to bash nurses but to remind some what nursing is supposed to be.

  1. Remember this if nothing else if the person is an elder they lived out there life whether good or bad let their last days in your care be remembered as positive.
  2. If I am mean and angry every time you see me it has nothing to do with you it's just i'm mad I put myself in this position or can't grasp why this happened to me

Just remember our smiling faces on the worst day can make someone feel better even if for a moment even if they don't show it or say it.

Where is this? this is sad..I'm currently working as an lpn (while also in rn school) and I help my cna's when I can...If I can do it myself, then I just do it since the time that it'll take you to look for the aide - u could be using to do the task. Plus your aides will love you and they'll help you when you truly need help...4reals.

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nicely said. here is a poem that you should relate to.

[color=#820040]crabby old man

what do you see nurses?...what do you see?

what are you thinking...when you're looking at me?

a crabby old man,...not very wise,

uncertain of habit...with faraway eyes?

who dribbles his food...and makes no reply.

when you say in a loud voice..."i do wish you'd try!" [color=#820040]

[color=#820040]who seems not to notice...the things that you do.

and forever is losing...a sock or shoe?

who, resisting or not...lets you do as you will,

with bathing and feeding...the long day to fill?

is that what you're thinking?...is that what you see?

then open your eyes, nurse...you're not looking at me.

i'll tell you who i am...as i sit here so still,

as i do at your bidding,...as i eat at your will. [color=#820040]

i'm a small child of ten...with a father and mother,

brothers and sisters...who love one another.

a young boy of sixteen...with wings on his feet

dreaming that soon now...a lover he'll meet.

a groom soon at twenty...my heart gives a leap

remembering, the vows...that i promised to keep.

at twenty-five, now...i have young of my own

who need me to guide...and a secure happy home.

a man of thirty...my young now grown fast,

bound to each other...with ties that should last.

at forty, my young sons...have grown and are gone,

but my woman's beside me...to see i don't mourn.

at fifty, once more,...babies play 'round my knee,

again, we know children...my loved one and me.

dark days are upon me...my wife is now dead.

i look at the future...i shudder with dread.

for my young are all rearing...young of their own,

and i think of the years...and the love that i've known.

i'm now an old man...and nature is cruel.

tis jest to make old age...look like a fool.

the body, it crumbles...grace and vigor depart.

there is now a stone...where i once had a heart.

but inside this old carcass...a young guy still dwells,

and now and again...my battered heart swells.

[color=#820040]i remember the joys...i remember the pain.

and i'm loving and living...life over again.

i think of the years...all too few...gone too fast,

and accept the stark fact...that nothing can last.

so open your eyes, people...open and see...

not a crabby old man. [color=#820040]

[color=#820040]look closer....see...me!!

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