My perception of Nursing had to change / grow. As with all learning it came about through a series of challenges.
A few months ago, working as a "Corrections Traveler", my assignment had me rounding in "D" wing. Generally speaking not a pleasant experience. I moved quickly and quietly through so as not to disturb anybody, or more importantly to alert them to my presence. I am not proud of that. For some reason, an offender said weakly, "Nurse, please help me, I haven't s**t in days." I did asses him through the food slot. (I wasn't taught that in Nursing School). He had no bowel sounds and a hard abdomen. Fast Forward to present. I have the pleasure of serving a patient who is truly grateful as he spends his last days on earth. When I think I am not making a difference, I swing by that medical pod and just say hello.
It was further re-enforced just last week. I was working as an aide, since we had staff challenges. An offender wanted a shower. Multiple persons told him he couldn't since it wasn't his day. He asked me throughout the day for a shower. I was always behind as I take some pride in my care of my patients. 30 minutes before the end of the shift the same man was pleading, Please, I need a shower. His shirt was off, I was hopelessly behind, but the stained dressings from paracentesis... Well, I had to do it. He stunk. I carefully removed the multiple layers of dry dressings, and showered him. I did a fast covering dressing, even though there was no leakage and he thanked me. I came in the following morning to be told he had passed. Thank goodness he got his shower!
My perception has changed. My place is to play, "Where is Waldo?" When I work in a large infirmary of 2500 or so population, my job is to find the 1% that is not faking. When I work a Regional Medical Facility, I need beds for the sicker one coming down the pipe, again Where is Waldo, so I can help the next one who is worse off.
I often hear disparaging comments about offenders, corrections staff, even medical; But my attitude, and my nursing is better now that my personal job description includes, "Where's Waldo?"
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My perception of Nursing had to change / grow. As with all learning it came about through a series of challenges.
A few months ago, working as a "Corrections Traveler", my assignment had me rounding in "D" wing. Generally speaking not a pleasant experience. I moved quickly and quietly through so as not to disturb anybody, or more importantly to alert them to my presence. I am not proud of that. For some reason, an offender said weakly, "Nurse, please help me, I haven't s**t in days." I did asses him through the food slot. (I wasn't taught that in Nursing School). He had no bowel sounds and a hard abdomen. Fast Forward to present. I have the pleasure of serving a patient who is truly grateful as he spends his last days on earth. When I think I am not making a difference, I swing by that medical pod and just say hello.
It was further re-enforced just last week. I was working as an aide, since we had staff challenges. An offender wanted a shower. Multiple persons told him he couldn't since it wasn't his day. He asked me throughout the day for a shower. I was always behind as I take some pride in my care of my patients. 30 minutes before the end of the shift the same man was pleading, Please, I need a shower. His shirt was off, I was hopelessly behind, but the stained dressings from paracentesis... Well, I had to do it. He stunk. I carefully removed the multiple layers of dry dressings, and showered him. I did a fast covering dressing, even though there was no leakage and he thanked me. I came in the following morning to be told he had passed. Thank goodness he got his shower!
My perception has changed. My place is to play, "Where is Waldo?" When I work in a large infirmary of 2500 or so population, my job is to find the 1% that is not faking. When I work a Regional Medical Facility, I need beds for the sicker one coming down the pipe, again Where is Waldo, so I can help the next one who is worse off.
I often hear disparaging comments about offenders, corrections staff, even medical; But my attitude, and my nursing is better now that my personal job description includes, "Where's Waldo?"