Nurse Narrative Analysis

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Here I Go Again I was a young mother of one, working 12 hour night shifts at the local trauma hospital and taking a crack at college to improve the future for me and my child. I can recall leaving work and heading straight to my Friday morning class. I only had four more hours, I can do this I would tell myself. A book hadn’t touched my hands in quite a while. With all the anxiety I had constructed about returning to school, actually having to pick up a book, read it, and write about it were very intimidating task. However, I was strong-minded, determined to accomplish my goal of one day becoming a Nurse Practitioner. Learning to write academic papers is meaningful because I have had the realization that the fear and anxiety swelling inside…show more content…
Writing essays were not in the job description. The knowledge that I had absorbed at one time, over time vanished. Writing nurse’s notes compared to writing essays are completely dissimilar. Composing a nurse’s note rises from my fingertips with ease, confidence and seems so effortless. The descriptions required for an extraordinary nurse narrative originate with almost no thought or so it seems. In actuality, the techniques and proper grammar I learned in my English composition courses contribute to my well-organized nurse narratives and wound reports that I compile on a weekly basis. Writing about wounds, a head to toe assessment, or a medical event that occurred with a patient is a natural occurrence for me. Composing my thoughts, ideas and constructing those ideas to paper is complicated for me to…show more content…
I made the decision, to seek my Associates in the Science of Nursing degree. I was finished making excuses to avoid it. I was uneasy with the whole process. What was I thinking? A single, forty-year-old mother of three returning to college, working forty plus hours in a managerial nursing position, taking my three children everywhere and still attempting to keep up with our house, how was I going to manage this? My purpose was clear, I was doing this not only for myself, but also for my children once again. The acceptance letter was received, advising meeting scheduled, and classes were chosen. Entering my classes the first week was both exciting and frightening at the same time. I felt overwhelmed with the anxiety of feeling as if I was starting all over again. I was overthinking the assignments to the point that I felt I had no thoughts at all. Is it really this demanding? Good gracious, I certainly hope
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