What do you think..entrance essay help.

[Jen_Loves_Nursing]

This is a rough draft... me throwing an idea around, well, me throwing a perspective of the event that has motivated me into nursing. This is anarrative version.

[COLOR=#232323]Although it is not a requirement, I felt it necessary beyond just my academics and extra curriculars to get to know me and why nursing was an easy choice and already a passion for me.

When I was six I crashed my bike into a solid brick mailbox and ended up with a compound brake and a bright yellow cast. Around the same time my mother decided it would be a great idea to put me in ballet, while still in cast. After two surgeries lots of specialists (one who threatened that my arm may never grown to maturity because my break was near the growth plate) and a successful ballet performance that proved to be therapeutic to me in my traumatic little life, I considered these to be two formidable experiences in my childhood; all I wanted to be was a "dancing doctor". In the mindset of a child this dream was completely plausible.

The idea of "fixing" people made me happy, I saw it as a way to serve my community, even as a child. At that time in my life I had no idea doctors made a good living; in my innocence I assumed some people were simply "chosen". As I got older these principles stuck with me but as I began to understand the way the healthcare industry worked I realized I wanted to be the person who executed the plan of care opposed to the person creating the procedure.

I obtained my CNA license and decided to really test the waters of nursing by trying my hand at every angle of the industry.. a SNIF, rehabilitation facility, psych hospital, home health, and eventually acute care hospital setting. While working on a Surgical Transplant Unit of a level one trauma center in Murray, Utah I experienced a wide range of patient needs. My unit by all normal standards was considered a critical care unit. When I started the position I saw it as a means to and end because I really wanted to be in maternal nursing. I didn't expect this unit to completely change my future nursing focus.

Whether it was post-transplant, pre-transplant or maintenance, we saw patients at every stage, donors too. Depending on organ size and donor type, patients could be on the National Transplant list for months at a time. One patient in particular had this very problem as we were continually caring for patients lower on the list. This man was being passed time and time again because his blood type and liver shape made for a hard match. When you are caring for the same person, day-in and day-out, a bond is formed even in the most professional circumstances. After one year of waiting he was matched with a liver, we were elated for him.

At the start of my 12-hour NOC shift I made my initial rotations and this particular patient was assigned to me. When I opened the door and started beginning procedures I noticed his responses to my questions were incorrect and he began demonstrating signs of stroke. I was unable to alert my nurse via Vocera system (Hospital "walkie talkies") so I quickly made my way to the nurses' station to alert my charge nurse of this patients declining neuro status. A MET (medical emergency team) was immediately alerted throughout the hospital. A MET team consists of mostly resident doctors and a seasoned ICU nurse. This particular set of doctors seemed to lack confidence in their skills, with an unsure plan of action.

I was instructed to take the patients vitals every 60 seconds, as I did I watched the nurses that I worked along side three nights a week dominate the room. They were suggesting labs that could to be ran and interventions that needed to take place. With ease and grace under fire, these women changed my respect I had for nurses. I was lucky to see their soft side in our friendships but it was life changing to experience their skill in action. The confidence these women displayed was motivation; I wanted their skills and knowledge, I wanted to KNOW what to [COLOR=#232323]do at a moments notice.

The difference between the schooling of doctors and nurses are that nurses get clinical experience almost immediately, while doctors spend their early education in books. You can't teach compassion and resourcefulness, these are attributes that nurses hold and I that I value.

[COLOR=#232323]Unfortunately, this patient who had softened all of our hearts did not make it back to our unit, he was pronounced dead shortly after he left our floor. Upon autopsy it was revealed his death was caused by a brain aneurism, something that couldn't have been predicted and could have happened regardless of the transplant. I don't see his life after transplant as lived in vain because I left work that day knowing I want to be an ICU or ER nurse. I want to give back to my community with the same vigor those nurses displayed.

I am a wife, a mother, a student and one day I'll be a nurse