I figured I would post a positive story today because there are enough rants (I understand) and I am sure some graduating nurses/nursing students are probably second guessing themselves about their career paths reading the stuff we post.
I had one of those nights this last week that reminds me why I come to work each night and why I love this profession. You never know what you're walking into. Keeps me on my toes ya' know.
Even though most nights are full of craziness, admissions, blah, blah, blah; it was not one of those nights. I came in to a full wing so right away I know I am not getting an admission right at shift change or at 0230 when the doctors are oh so happy to talk with me or not awake enough to give me coherent admission orders.
I know most of my patients from the night before so report is short and sweet.
My pt. in 3 admitted with hypoxia and an extensive psych history is sleeping wonderfully with her overnight pulse ox never dipping below 94%
The one in 4, In with a new Atrial Flutter, completely stressed about her possible TEE and cardioversion in the AM, converts to NSR 3 hours before shift end. She then cries with happiness when I let her know she won't be going for the cardioversion; then she starts laughing when I give her the print out from the tele monitor showing her the minute her heart converted back to NSR. She happily proclaims she "is going to frame it and put it on the wall".
Then there is 6. The 80 yr. old I admitted the night before on bipap cause he wasn't maintaining his oxygen sats d/t bad pneumona and probably COPD even though it's not in the hx. His lungs still sound horrible, but he is now on 4L and I can actually have a conversation with him. He goes on to tell me a bunch of stories from his youth in his serbian accent because I actually have some time to sit with him awhile. He later asks why I don't turn the lights on when I come to hang his antibiotics and I tell him "I work in the dark all the time, so I don't really need the light". He then tells me how he was once asked in his business how he could do good work in the dark and he would always say "I made all of my children in the dark and they all look pretty good". I almost fall over laughing with him.
And finally there is 11. She is exhausted from her elopement from the hospital earlier in the day and tells me the story before getting a full nights sleep. 9 and 12 were wonderful too, but those are whole other stories in themselves and this post is probably too long for most readers as is.
I even got to give report back to the same nurses who had them the day before, so we even get some continuity of care here. I even got out on time .
Hope everyone who reads this enjoys and realizes that not all days are as bad as we nurses make them seem sometimes. Its just that nobody understands our profession other than those that are in it, and that's why we can come here to vent sometimes.
I figured I would post a positive story today because there are enough rants (I understand) and I am sure some graduating nurses/nursing students are probably second guessing themselves about their career paths reading the stuff we post.
I had one of those nights this last week that reminds me why I come to work each night and why I love this profession. You never know what you're walking into. Keeps me on my toes ya' know.
Even though most nights are full of craziness, admissions, blah, blah, blah; it was not one of those nights. I came in to a full wing so right away I know I am not getting an admission right at shift change or at 0230 when the doctors are oh so happy to talk with me or not awake enough to give me coherent admission orders.
I know most of my patients from the night before so report is short and sweet.
My pt. in 3 admitted with hypoxia and an extensive psych history is sleeping wonderfully with her overnight pulse ox never dipping below 94%
The one in 4, In with a new Atrial Flutter, completely stressed about her possible TEE and cardioversion in the AM, converts to NSR 3 hours before shift end. She then cries with happiness when I let her know she won't be going for the cardioversion; then she starts laughing when I give her the print out from the tele monitor showing her the minute her heart converted back to NSR. She happily proclaims she "is going to frame it and put it on the wall".
Then there is 6. The 80 yr. old I admitted the night before on bipap cause he wasn't maintaining his oxygen sats d/t bad pneumona and probably COPD even though it's not in the hx. His lungs still sound horrible, but he is now on 4L and I can actually have a conversation with him. He goes on to tell me a bunch of stories from his youth in his serbian accent because I actually have some time to sit with him awhile. He later asks why I don't turn the lights on when I come to hang his antibiotics and I tell him "I work in the dark all the time, so I don't really need the light". He then tells me how he was once asked in his business how he could do good work in the dark and he would always say "I made all of my children in the dark and they all look pretty good". I almost fall over laughing with him.
And finally there is 11. She is exhausted from her elopement from the hospital earlier in the day and tells me the story before getting a full nights sleep. 9 and 12 were wonderful too, but those are whole other stories in themselves and this post is probably too long for most readers as is.
I even got to give report back to the same nurses who had them the day before, so we even get some continuity of care here. I even got out on time
.
Hope everyone who reads this enjoys and realizes that not all days are as bad as we nurses make them seem sometimes. Its just that nobody understands our profession other than those that are in it, and that's why we can come here to vent sometimes.