My Grandmother 's Life Changing Experience

Last semester in Acute Care, I had a great patient experience when I prepared and accompanied an eighty-nine-year-old lady for her hiatal hernia surgical repair. At Banner Estrella, on the medical surgical unit, my nurse was very busy taking care of her five other patients and knew she did not have enough time to prep her patient nor walk her down for surgery. She delegated the task to me and I was more than willing to do the job. As I took the patients vitals, helped wipe down her body in cleansing clothes, removed unnecessary jewelry, got her into a new gown we made small talk to pass the time. I discovered a lot about her life though casual conversation. She lives by herself in Pine, Arizona, she still burns her trash every Wednesday, shovels snow off her driveway, gets on her roof

became a Monitor Tech Nurse at Providence. When we were children, my mom would frequently take my sister and I to the Providence Hospital and I would be absolutely mesmerized by the sights and sounds that surrounded me; people were laughing, crying, all the while being nursed to health by the helpful and caring employees. My mother was apart of this group of employees. She not only was a spectacle to most of her peers with her vast intellect and outstanding abilities, but she would help those in need. At the hospital she was more than just a nurse. She was a best friend, mother, child, and daughter when her patients needed her to be. She fulfilled the role of

Time spent at my mother’s bedside in the intensive care unit changed my perception of the nursing profession. I realized what unique value was integrated in comprehensive nursing care, which was built on excellence, compassion, and respect. I knew right then and there that nursing was a professional path which I would like to take. Changing my college major to nursing was not a difficult decision – I wanted to repay for all that courteous care my family received in the most vulnerable time of our lives.

While attending college, I took part in the 'Kissing It Better' program. I visited elderly dementia patients at Manchester Royal Infirmary and provided them with companionship. This is what inspired me to want to become a nurse. Enthusiasm and interest in this subject erupted as I saw it as a golden opportunity to have a positive impact on other people’s lives. I have always had a desire to help other people in one way or other, whether they are friends and family or complete strangers. My passion has always been present, but became stronger when I saw first-hand how health care professionals helped myself and my family. During this work experience, I improved my knowledge and skills of care and communication. I listened to the patients and spoke to them based on their needs and personal interests. I also displayed courage while carrying out these visits, speaking to the staff members when concerned about the patients. These visits were carried out

When we are born we are taught many things. We are taught not to touch the stove, because it’s hot. We are taught not to hit others, because it’s wrong. We are taught in order to get good grades we must study. One thing we are not taught is that in life we will carry a load. The distance between failure and success is short. It is the load we carry that makes the walk difficult to get to the finish line. We plan and strategize but we do not include the radical variables that can be a factor in achieving out goal. On my path to my Bachelor degree I had a difficult load to carry. It is one that I will never forget because it has taught me the best life lesson yet.

Correspondingly, during the summer program on a field trip to a local hospital, I entreated to know about how to volunteer with them. Soon after I collected their contact information, I had an interview and was accepted shortly afterward to volunteer in the hospital for 3 weeks. During that course, I went over a variety of departments such as plastic surgery, maxillofacial, pediatrics, ENT, etc and it proved to be even more of a remarkable experience than I had ever imagined it to be; what I thought of as a mundane department, turned out to be very demanding and stimulating. Writing all sorts of information of the patients ranging from their age to their symptoms and diagnoses, I hoped it does not have an end. During my cycle in the ENT,

The sickness was engulfing me and I felt as if I would not be able to let it go. I knew that most of these people were sick, but I never realized how sick they were. We quickly began our task of inviting the residents to come and play bingo with us, as I walked down the halls asking each one that I met, I was saddened. Some of the people could not get out of bed and others were just too weak to leave their rooms. I knew that the couple of hours I was going to spend there with them were going to brighten up their day. For many of these people, the volunteers that they saw were the only people from the outside world they met; their families just stopped coming to visit them sometime ago. After a few hours my mom came to pick me up some how I was not the same girl who entered the nursing home just a short time ago. Something had changed me; I now knew that being a nurse was the only way I felt I could help people.

The past can tell more than the future. I interviewed my grandma about her past. She was born on August 5, 1959. My Grandma became the oldest of three brothers. At school, she considered herself an A - B student. Her hobbies were painting ceramics, reading and playing. After school Grandma would play hide and seek or follow the leader. Her favorite toys were metal slinky and her very own bike. She loved play in the pool or hide closet where her brothers couldn’t find her. When my Grandma was 13 she rode horses and trained a dog for 4H. She moved eight times in her life land her brothers became her friends. Then life happened to her and she had 2 kids and became a grandma. I asked her how my mom and uncle differed. They are very different

This is where I was first introduced into the health field and decided to forge upon it. When a nurse came to take care of my Father he or she would always had a lot of interesting stories to tell about their past experiences in the medical field. Mary, one of my favorite nurses, told me a story about how she had to help deliver a baby in a bus and if the baby was not delivered it meant life or death for both mother and child. That story along with my father on his death bed made me realize just how important health care

“Nursing is all about touching lives and lives touching yours along the way.” I feel nursing is more than just a career, it is the possibility to change and touch someone’s life. I have always loved caring for others but I realized this was my calling in the summer of 2014. My family and I were in Indianapolis, Indiana for a band competition and there was also a bike rally that weekend. As you can imagine, there were bikers everywhere. As we were walking around downtown, we saw a guy speed by popping wheelies. My mom said, “That idiot is going to get himself hurt.” The next thing we hear is POP as he hit the concrete pillar under the overpass. I immediately took off running back to him with my tiny first aid kit that I kept in my purse.

My sense of independence was shattered when my grandmother departed from this world. I lost my grandmother and this experience shattered my perspective of life. Losing a loved one was like having a wisdom tooth pulled without any Novocain.

October 10th, 2013 at 7:30pm. The day of my grandma death. The day that changed my life forever. The day I will never forget. My grandma was my everything, she was the lady who raised me since I was born. I never had a mother or father, the only person who cared for me was my grandma. The day my grandma died I was in my senior year of high school and I had just came home from cheerleading practice. That was an unusual day for me because when I woke up that morning my grandma wasn't up cooking breakfast like she usually does she was in her bed asleep still. I looked outside and the sun was just rising. I went in her room that morning before I left for school and said these exact words, "Good morning grandma if you’re not feeling well, I could stay home with you and take you to the doctor." In a raspy low voice my grandma replied, "Good morning sweetie I'm okay I was just feeling a little sick this morning but I'm better now. You better get to school now before you are late.” Okay, Grandma Love you, call me if you need me", I replied. On my way to school all I thought about was why my grandma sounded like that this morning and how she wasn't up doing her normal routine. I have never seen my grandma get sick before. She was always the one taking care of me making sure I was okay. But I just pushed the feeling over just thinking my grandma was okay and I was just overthinking. I should've stayed home that day. I should've noticed that my grandma really was sick.

7)one of my emotional advances I had in my life was, when I lost a loved one by me or a loved one. That person is about my grandmother who died, for me it was a very painful and psychological experience.

Ever since she was young, Esther has always been a working woman, and has never slowed down. She has been very active and mobile her whole life and does not let her age or diabetes stop her from doing what she loves. After everything my grandmother has went through growing up she still has plans for the future even at age 71, whether it is taking care of her family or traveling to new cities or countries.

As time went by, her condition worsened. Hospice was called in to care for her. To this day, I remember the name of my grandmother’s nurse. Dottie had a calmness about her that helped calm our troubled hearts. She was gentle, caring, and had a heart for people. Each time she came by the house I would watch her in amazement by her compassion for someone she didn’t even know. At twelve years old, I knew what I wanted to be when I grew up. I had witnessed first-hand, the impact of a compassionate nurse and I was determined I would be just that.