My last clinical experience was at Oakland Grove in Woonsocket, RI and others offsites. I reported to clinicals on mondays, tuesdays, and thursdays; from 7am to 4pm. I was not always on time, however I can say that I reported to these sites well groomed and prepared. Fortunately, I did not get sick and did not have miss a clinical day. This rotation was full of different and interesting nursing skills. One of the skills I found very challenging was performing a dressing change on a fractured foot with a external traction. This experience was amazing because I had never seen this before and I am happy that my patient trusted me and gave me permission to do her dressing change. Another nursing skill I was able to enhance was administering medications
A patient experience that stands out as significant was the day my evening patient cancelled his or her appointment. On this day, I found a patient at the CSU. When I first approached this individual, he refused to go to the clinic. I explained to him that there is no cost for an assessment and that it is up to him to accept treatment or not. When he came in to the clinic, he looked nervous. I explained everything before starting the assessment to help him feel comfortable. After the assessment I told him about the findings. I explained to him what gingivitis is and what he can do as an individual to help bring his gums back to health. I talked to him about the consequences and the risks associated if he refused to decline treatment. He was
Today in clinical, I offered a male patient to perform a full bed bath. It was my first time performing a full bed bath on a male and the thought of this made me feel a little nervous because I had only practiced this task in the simulation lab and the thought of performing peri-care on the male gender was intimidating. I began to gather my items and throughly think about how I would normally perform a bed bath on a female and the difference of genital areas. As I brought the items into the room, my patient was friendly and helpful in directing his preferences of which areas he wanted to be washed first. His friendly personality made me calm down in a situation where I would normally be on my toes, as I was not thinking about my
My clinical experience today has been a completely different, from any others. Today, Ashley my preceptor was scheduled as the charge nurse. I was surprised by the differences between a floor nurse and a charge nurse with their different responsibility each of them possessed. My first thoughts of a charge nurse were to merely fill in the cracks in the floor, to assist other nurses maintain their patient loads and to cover breaks and lunches, all the same, that is not always the case. This clinical experience has supplied me with a whole new aspect, as well as, a great deal of esteem for the charge nurse. In addition, to the previous mention responsibilities of a charge nurse, in
My first clinical rotation was at Wasatch physical therapy, an outpatient clinic. At first, it was a little difficult to get used to seeing the higher volume of patients. It was also difficult to get used to all the different names for various exercises that different therapists had. For example “Ball belt,” Which seemed like it could mean just about anything. I got the hang of things and became pretty comfortable by the end. It was a really positive environment. Time seemed to go by quickly since I was always busy with patients and documentations. Eventually, I got to the point where I was given a bit of freedom and was able to handle around 50% of a caseload independently. I treated knees, shoulders, ankles, wrists, and spines. However, I also got to treat a cardiac patient and got to observe one torticollis and a few pelvic floor patients.
The next step after hearing from the neurosurgeon was getting Miranda through the pain of the surgery. Kevin decided he would take night shifts and I would take days. One of us had to be there at all times as her advocate. So, I was there from 7:00 am until 7:00 pm and Kevin was there the other 12 hours. Twelve-hour shifts are hard especially on a body like mine, which had just gone through two surgeries in the past four months. My first shift began as soon as Miranda requested us to come to her in the PACU unit, which is the first place a patient goes after surgery at that hospital. Kevin and I went in together, but he left so he could sleep and come back for the night. I sat in a chair beside her bed for about seven hours without a break. The unit was in constant motion with people coming out from surgery and heading to their rooms for recovery. Miranda’s breathing would not stabilize so we waited longer than most patients. Grandparents and friends were not allowed in the unit so I was on my own. It was odd. I had been there twice because of my surgeries, but this time I was there for Miranda. They gave Miranda a pump for her pain and it did help her
The first thing that comes to my mind about this clinical experience would be exhausting. I had only three hours of sleep because I had forgotten I had a prior obligation later in the evening, so was unable to leave Alamosa until 2100, so I did not get home till 2330. I had to get up at 0400 to then go to SCCF. Four hours asleep, while sick was not a good idea. It was an extremely tiring day that I feel like I am probably missing something in this journal.
When I woke up I had no idea where I was. I was dazed and really confused. The nurse came in and said, “Jaclyn you're in the Toledo Flower Hospital and you passed out.” My parents were sitting there with worried faces. I just wanted to know what was going on. She was giving me a medicine through my IV, looking as if she was frantic and dripping with sweat. As soon as I got my medicine a stretcher burst through the door. There was a bloody unconscious man lying on it. My nurse immediately ran to them and she was rushing around and looked like she was on an adrenaline rush. She was yelling for a Doctor, but there wasn't one around. She had to make the decision to intubate the patient without the doctor and that was a risky decision.
My experience about clinical this week was great because i provided care to a resident who was on parental feeding. This was an opportunity to witness some of the procedures being performed on real patients. This experience enable me to understand the rational behind most of the skills which i practiced during clinical labs.
I had two clinical experiences this week, clinical was done in two separate facilities. On Thursday, October 5, 2017, we had our first clinical experience at Ziegler, this is an out-patient clinic for the mentally ill. On the next day, Friday, October 6, 2017, we had our second clinical experience at Mobile Infirmary, this is an in-patient unit for the acutely ill mental patient. My experience, insight, and learning points for both facilities will be discussed
With my first seven hours being at the Care Clinic, I tried to make the best of the experience. I decided to get more involved with the patients, so they can open up with me. I share a lot about me as I greet the patient or I take cue from what the patient initially said. This worked because few patients really open and talk about their health, personal issues, and concerns. The patients felt my sincerity by their body language from a smile, shaking my hand or follow-up questions after I conducted my patient teaching.
She is one of the new of the new residents at the LTC, it was just a few minutes after lunch, a visiting lab nurse asked me to go check the resident that she asked to used the washroom. So I wheeled her to the to her room, collected all the required equipment needed. The resident didn’t know that she had already soiled herself. I put on my gloves after hand hygiene. The I soaked some clothes with warm water. Then I assisted her in transferring from her wheelchair to the toilet seat. When I pulled down her brief, then we noticed that she has already soiled herself. She felt really bad about it, saying “this has never happened before, I am so sorry” I kept telling her that it's alright that it can happen sometimes, that it is not her fault. She
“We have to get this patient to the E.R. quick!” The doctor’s rolled me in the operating room, concerned about my health and my baby’s as well.
A self of the therapist issue in my training is having a soft spot for one of the mother’s in my supervised visitation sessions. I am aware that doing supervised visitation is not a therapeutic session but I was told by my internship site that this would be a good experience to have. Before I met with this family I had a front and back page of notes of the background of the family and why the children were taking away from the mom. I automatically felt sorry for these kids and expect for them to be angry during the visitation. I also expected the Mom to be rude and in a way try to get over on me and break the rules because of my age. But once I met the family and sat through the first half of their visit the experience was different. Maybe
Following an auto-accident, you could face a long road to recovery. The initial effects of an accident can be overwhelming and painful however with treatment, patience and perseverance, you can find a new optimum level of health for you. It is important to keep in mind that you may not fully recover from your injuries. Even minor injuries can naturally heal in ways that could create new problems down the road. For example, some broken bones can heal in a way that produces bony protrusions which, while they may not be painful, can result in bumps under the skin and extra stress on the surrounding tissues. Similarly, sometimes fractures need to be repaired using hardware such as pins and screws implanted during surgery. Many times these can be taken out down the road as your body heals, however in some cases it is most advantageous to leave them in permanently. These may or may not cause aching or stiffness for the rest of your life. Even if taken out, you will need physical therapy to rebuild your original range of motion and strength. It is important to discuss with your
My most significant experience in my life is unforgettable. I was there with my sisters, my mom, and my dad. It was the most horrifying event that I have ever witnessed. The daunting image in my head is still clear as day, as though it happened yesterday. This event did not affect only me, but also my family. The story that I am about to tell you may change the way you see things and it may not. All I can say is, it