Personal Narrative: An Interview With Nurse Helen

In the corner of the small hospital room stood a shy little girl. “You shouldn't be in here, honey”, my mother said as she nudged me out of the room where my grandfather lay dying. At the time, I couldn't understand the enormity of the situation. Ignorant to what was happening around me, my innocent mind fled with curiosity. The beeping of the machines and the soft quick steps of nurses captivated my attention. I was fascinated with this strange new world. This is the moment that sparked my desire to become someone great; a nurse.

Two hours until shift change and Sally Smith, RN was looking forward to going home and putting her aching legs up on the ottoman and drinking an ice cold Coke. She was thinking to herself that the patients were so needy all the time, she felt she gave them all she had and still all she had was not enough. All Sally heard was “get me this” and “get me that”…

Christina G. Rossetti states, "For there is no friend like a sister, in calm or stormy weather, to cheer one on the tedious way, to fetch one if one goes astray, to lift one if one totters down, to strengthen whilst one stands." My name is Alyssa Snedden. I am nineteen years old and work as a Nurse Aide for the Inn at Chapel Grove. As Hailey's youngest sister, I have always looked up to her. Hailey has always provided me with love and understanding; therefore, I shall do the same in return during this bump in the road. She has never been the type of person to do anything that would cause our parents disappointment or heartbreak. These past couple months have been hard on our family but at the end of

Tomorrow when the war began: Monologue Rationale Good morning/afternoon everyone. Today, my monologue will consist of a scene from tomorrow when the war began. I will be taking on the perspective of Mr Clement, who is a dentist in the town of Wirrawee. He wakes up in the hospital one day and remembers everything that has happened.

Jane and I grew up in grade school together. She was in the class ahead of me, but her and I were still friends. My father was into politics and involved himself in whatever he could with Jane's dad. Since our fathers were away quite often, we would spend a lot of time together. Since Jane didn't have a mother, my mother would often include Jane in whatever my sisters and I were doing. We would have great talks together talking about what we wanted to do when we grew up. Even though neither one of us knew what we wanted to do, Jane was someone that always had the biggest heart for helping people. She was always talking about the stories her father told her about President Lincoln, and even though she didn't know how, she knew she wanted to be someone to make change like he did.

I was recently fortunate enough to speak with Carri Montgomery, who lists her title as the Director of the Women’s and Newborn Center for Platte Valley SCL Health. Platte valley use to be community owed and they recently joined Sister’s of Charity which includes; Good Samaritan, Lutheran, and Saint Joseph Hospital. The purpose of this interview was to interview someone where I could see myself working in what they are doing later in my career. With this interview I hoped to learn what it took for Ms. Montgomery to be in the position she is today. Also, get advice from her to see what where the things she recommended I could do when I graduate from Metropolitan State University (MSU) in 2019. It was beneficial to interview her

I interviewed Beverly Stark. She works for Health Partners Hospice and Palliative Care as a hospice registered nurse (RN). The setting of her work varies. It is wherever her patient lives, which can range from a hospital, long term care, or in the patient’s home. She emphasized the importance of her team. She works with nurses, social workers, home health aids, chaplains, doctors, and hospice volunteers on a daily basis. She is part of what they call a core group. Each core group is made up of two RNs, one social worker, and a home health aid (HHA). The core group meets once a week to talk and update each other on their caseload. Additionally, they meet with the chaplain and a doctor weekly (B. Stark, personal communication, Sept 9, 2016).

I had the opportunity to interview a colleague of mine Brenda, who is a teacher in the Deaf and Hard of Hearing department at our school. Brenda herself is Deaf and was raised by Deaf parents, which benefited her greatly. She began at the Institute for the Deaf and Blind, now known as Montana School for the Deaf and Blind, from preschool to tenth grade. Brenda told me that by the time she had become a tenth grader the school district in Montana was more willing to accept a student who was Deaf. Before this time without the proper legislation like the IDEA law, school districts did not have provide free and appropriate education. Even though she was permitted to attend a mainstream high school, she only took elective type classes. She said that

You looked down at your hands again, dried and cracked. You had been doing better for a while, but for some reason, recently you’d been falling into the same old habits. The loops and the headaches were getting bad again, and even the urge to cut had been returning. But now, these things were becoming stronger than ever. And if you had noticed, that means everyone else would too. It didn’t take Ashley very long to catch on, mostly because she or some other nurse had to inspect your room once a week. Anything they didn’t like or they thought was dangerous was

When working as a health unit coordinator some of my my duties is to transcribe doctor orders, process doctor orders, make appointments for clients, order supplies as needed. When I am working as a nursing assistant my job requires me to bathe and dress patients, take vital signs, serve meals, set up medical equipment, answer call lights as needed, observe changes in clients

An interaction that deepened my interest in Nursing would have to be when I interned with Dr. Morin, an Orthopedic Surgeon. I was granted this opportunity by the Southwest Virginia Governor's School, as their students have to complete an internship. I chose to do mine in the operating room, because I was fascinated with all that went on inside the operating room.

As I was getting ready to enter the patient’s room, I was thinking about the many ways I could start a conversation with her. I had previously entered her room and I knew she was one of the sweetest and happiest people ever. I decided to write my assignment on her because of her inspiring personality, despite her physical condition. I was amazed to see how a person who could do nothing but the bare minimum was so happy and thankful towards life. I spent a lot of time with her through out the day. I helped her with her breakfast, lunch, bed bath, and followed her to therapy. I was so amazed that despite her weakness, she tried so hard during her therapeutic exercises, and although she failed many times, she never stopped smiling and just kept

The door slid open. I watched as two Neurosurgeons, accompanied by nurses and assistants, stepped in. I dreamed of one day wearing those same light blue scrubs and I couldn’t help but think of the power those few people held. In their hands, they had the power to save lives. The power to end suffering and the power to end misery. They were the ones who put smiles on the faces of loved ones. I

In the world today, there are billions of people and every day we have the ability to encounter a handful of the billions. Every person we encounter comes from a different walk of life which can include different standards, lifestyles, and even health. In my life so far, I have encountered thousands of people, many who I no longer remember and but many I still do. When asked to right a report on my encounters with a “mentally ill” person, I knew just who to write about.

When thinking about the past 4 weeks in class I would say the expectation’s I came into the class with have been what I expected thus far. I did not come into Notes on Nursing with too many expectations, mainly because I wanted to have an open-minded about what the class could be about and the things I might learn. Yes, the class has met my goals I had set for the class That I had, along with that it helped me become more secure in my choice to be a nurse I was a little on edge in the beginning if nursing really was for me through the reading videos I have