It was a little scary how fast you adjusted to Ben being in the infirmary full time, and how comfortable you were there. You had come to find the usual bustle of the nurses and patients didn’t really bother you anymore. It was almost like adjusting to a new home, where each creak in the floorboards underfoot feels wrong and foreign, but after a few weeks you don’t even notice it anymore. Even Madam Kalonia began to warm up to you, and it sure was nice to see her harsh frown lines become soft. Between homework and class you spent most of your time, until you were kicked out for the night, with Ben. It was nice to have a quiet space to study and do homework where no one really disturbs you. Of course it was great to see Ben getting better and better everyday. His cuts had closed up and turned to a baby pink, and the purple bruises that covered his body began to fade to yellow. You followed his case very closely, annoying the nurses with all of your questions. At first, when they found his body in the woods his injuries were too severe to transport him all the way to the hospital, so he stayed in the castle’s infirmary. Nurses came all the way over from Saint Mungo’s, …show more content…
Walking all the way up to the divination tower was a drag, but catching up if you missed class would be worse, so you wove through students who lined the hall. Maybe there were more people or maybe not having someone to talk to made the castle feel fuller than before. You used to be such a busy bee, buzzing from friend to friend, but since your friends all graduated a year ahead of you there was nobody left to buzz to. Except for Ben, who by all means was currently your best friend, but you found it a little pathetic that most of your friendship was spent with him unconcious. Adjusting from being with friends 24/7 to being alone most of the time was proving to be quite the
“But I was.” Derek replied. “I just,” he looked around the room remembering his condition. “Never mind its nothing.” The overworked, annoyed nurse stormed out. Derek’s eyes teared up as he remembered how things used to be, which now seemed like a lifetime
Over the summer, Bre had made several trips to the hospital, Whether it was going to watch her cousin have a baby, visiting her uncle, or watching her brother get his excruciating leg broken and fixed. So her summer was very full but
The nurses left the room soon after, leaving a trail of discontent in their path and an abundance of questions lingering on the tip of my tongue. Delilah was my friend, she couldn’t just have left. There had to be a reason; there always is. Like every other day, I was left in the room, alone with my thoughts, an acerbic combination.
It was very challenging to do much of anything because my body was so weak from the hit and from being on medication. I was not put on a catheter, so anytime I needed to use the restroom I had to wait for a nurse to come to my room and put a bedpan under me. It was a very uncomfortable situation because I don’t even change or use the restroom in front of my dog and now these people, who are complete strangers, are watching me while I use the restroom. My last day at the hospital was very hard. I had to go to physical therapy, where I had to hop up several steps only using my left leg and railing to help me. It may not seem like it was hard but when your body is so weak it is. When the nurses brought in the crutches for me to use I was so weak
For the past three years I have been employed at Property Pro's as an independent contractor. I have experience being a leader, motivating others, being creative, and working in a team. Although I love my current role, I feel I’m now ready for a more challenging occupation which is why I have chosen nursing. I attended WITC while I was in high school to receive my Certified Nursing Assistant. I used these skills at IRIS, where I worked for 6 months with an elderly woman. I started the Pre-Nursing Program in Spring 2015. I had taken a semester off so I could work to be able to afford college. I have loved attending college so far and look forward to my adventure at WITC throughout the next two
It took all that I had not to empty my stomach onto the floor right then and there. I knew what I was getting into, volunteering to be a nurse in this war. I knew all the hardships a nurse could face. I knew I had the possibility of seeing friends and family members in the hospital tents. What I didn’t know was how much I would see the first day. I’m not a squeamish person, but then again, I’ve never been around this much of the crimson liquid that flows through our veins. I’ve also never been around this many people. It was a wonder that all these tents could fit up to one thousand beds. It was even more tragic that all of the beds were filled every day.
As a member of the Texas D.O. pre-med organization at UT I was able to shadow a Dr. Georgeanne Freeman, DO, owner of the Downtown Doctors clinic. In the exam room I could immediately tell that Dr. Freeman had a close relationship with her patients. The first few minutes were spent talking about the patient's life, family, or hobbies. Easing medicine into the conversation made the patients feel more comfortable with the visit. This was the first time I witnessed the compassionate physician-patient relationship that I’ve envisioned myself sharing with my patients. What motivates me to become a D.O., is that the whole-person approach to medicine advocates D.O.’s to have interpersonal relationship with patients, which I witnessed with Dr. Freeman.
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
I cannot imagine how Ms. Nightingale and her teams can handle the situation like that. She is the pioneer and mentor for us. It is our duty to continue her spirit no matter what nursing we choose. Yet, we continue what she built such as improve sanitary condition, prevention of disease and health promotion. The reading from Robert Wood Johnson Foundation reports that, now the problem that we have in the community is multiple chronic diseases because a lot of life died because of it (which is so true). Please share with me, if anyone of you knows how public health nurses handle this current issue. Because for two years I work as a nurse, only 1 patient whom I met had only 1 disease. If I think about it, there is a big responsibility for us as
In this paper I would like to discuss important interactions I had with different nursing staffs and how these nurses showed esthetics knowing and personal knowing in the treatment of my grandmother and how these two patterns of knowing are intertwined. This hospital experience and the nursing I witnessed has definitely impacted me and has guided me to where I am today in the nursing program.
“You’re going to get bored.” was the response my previous employer and family gave when I accepted the Finance Director position at a community health clinic. Yet any job can be mundane if not innovatively shaped by arising opportunities. Unlike my previous auditing position which had less concrete hours, plenty of travel, and a variety of clients, this job was a standard Monday through Friday, 8 am – 5 pm, and no travel position in which I focus all my effort on one organization. I knew this organization was not the final stop on my career journey but it was an important stepping-stone along the way. As a bonus, the Finance Director position combined my skills and passion for helping others in a way auditing could not.
When I joined this program, I decided that I wanted to become a nurse but I wasn't so certain on what type of nurse I wanted to become. I thought about becoming a pediatric, neonatal, oncology or a psychiatric nurse. But I did not know which field best suited me. Eventually, I signed up for work based learning so I can shadow nurses and help others so that I can see which field I wanted to pursue. When I was interning at Rehab where all the physical and occupational therapists were at, I completely forgot about nursing and I wanted to be either a physical or a occupational therapist. But I thought that I was too weak to be a physical therapist. So I shut that thought down. So I told myself that I could always be a nurse since either way I
Hi everyone, I am Marygrace Haydock from Baltimore, MD. I graduated on March 26, 1992, Bachelor of Science in Physical Therapy in the Philippines. I started working in the U.S.A since 1995. I began working in New York for two years; then I moved to South Carolina for a year. I permanently stayed in Baltimore, where I found my passion in a geriatric population. My clinical experiences in a rehabilitation setting such as acute care, sub-acute, I.C.U. (Intensive Care Unit), home care and outpatient setting. I compassionately assisted my clients and expertly customized conventional physical therapy techniques with debilitating conditions such as neurologic, vascular, orthopedic, head injuries, Parkinson’s disease, dementia vestibular, lymphedema, dialysis, chronic wounds,
Today I wasn’t able to start an IV and I was a little sad about that as usual; by the time I reached the floor most was done, or I was in a procedure while another one was being done. Its always a case of bad luck with me, but I will be able to practice tomorrow in class so at least that will be beneficial. So I can be successful on my first one as a student nurse. I've done one before when I was a medical assistant at Any Lab Test Now, but that was years ago. But I am excited to say that I was in the operating room finally, and that made my day. I had the opportunity to be present during a laparoscopic tubal ligation. It almost made me decide to switch my major to surgical technician. I was wanted to remain out the way and only used when needed.
When I first became a nurse, the floor I worked on was wonderful. Every nurse took the time to answer questions and didn’t make you feel stupid for your questions. But, over time these same nurses had a shift in their attitudes to new nurses. The floor was having a high turnover right and we always had student nurses on the floor. Some became down right mean to the new nurses and the student nurses. These seasoned nurses would either not answer the nurses or make a joke of them. The new nurses would only go to certain nurses with questions and if those nurses were not there they would just figure it out. I became one of the nurses that these nurses would come to. They need someone that they can ask question and not feel that they would