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Starting two new ones next week! wooooo!!!! This nursing thing really isn't as crazy as I thought it would be...oh who am I kidding? Tuesday was my group's last day at Shriner's; such a wonderful facility! I loved everything about it; the patients, the staff, the environment, EVERYTHING. Such a wonderful program they do and I wish it the best of luck. And the rotation couldn't have ended better; I had the most wonderful patient ever!!! We hit it off from the get-go!
For starters, she was a twin like myself, except not identical. But still, we shared...twin-isms and everything we enjoyed about being twins! I was telling her and her family about changing over to UK next Friday, which led to playing 20-questions.
"What are you going to be doing there?"
"Are there sick kids there too?"
"What are you doing tomorrow?"
The last question wasn't related to going to UK; it was just something that she asked me. My responses were "doing whatever they tell me to do" and "taking tests" (that was the last question response). I will definitely will treasure this last week and who knows. Maybe I have a calling for pediatrics. I say now I want to do mental health, but maybe God will change my calling. Can't make a definitive decision yet.
Thursday was my last day at CCH. I learned a lot and had good experiences, but I am ready for a change! I had the same patient that I had last week, which was a little different. Having this kind of patient taught me a simple lesson; you can take away the function, but you sure as heck can't take away dignity. I'd rather not go into detail, but let that be some food for thought to chew on. Unfortunately, the patient I had a few weeks ago has digressed further. Hospice is almost inevitable, but from what I was told by my classmate it is becoming a difficult decision her family and POA have been having to make. When patients on the CCH are sick, they get sick. Really sick. Really quickly.
In a weird and sad way, it amazes me how our bodies can turn on us sometimes. Something sets a part of it off and it either comes back on over time or it shuts down. Like our minds, I wonder though if our body knows when it's "time to go." My answer is yes; since our organs, nerves and mind are all connected then why shouldn't our body know? Again, some more food for thought. That's why now and when I start practicing, I will treat each body as unique and special as it is, knowing at any second, minute, hour, day, week, it can go. Just like that.
On another note, I applied this past Friday where I did my first ever clinical rotation! I applied to be a CNA (certified nursing assistant) and I'm hoping to hear from them soon! If I get the job, I will be sure to include my job stories and experiences in this blog. Will keep everyone posted as soon as I know something.
For starters, she was a twin like myself, except not identical. But still, we shared...twin-isms and everything we enjoyed about being twins! I was telling her and her family about changing over to UK next Friday, which led to playing 20-questions.
"What are you going to be doing there?"
"Are there sick kids there too?"
"What are you doing tomorrow?"
The last question wasn't related to going to UK; it was just something that she asked me. My responses were "doing whatever they tell me to do" and "taking tests" (that was the last question response). I will definitely will treasure this last week and who knows. Maybe I have a calling for pediatrics. I say now I want to do mental health, but maybe God will change my calling. Can't make a definitive decision yet.
Thursday was my last day at CCH. I learned a lot and had good experiences, but I am ready for a change! I had the same patient that I had last week, which was a little different. Having this kind of patient taught me a simple lesson; you can take away the function, but you sure as heck can't take away dignity. I'd rather not go into detail, but let that be some food for thought to chew on. Unfortunately, the patient I had a few weeks ago has digressed further. Hospice is almost inevitable, but from what I was told by my classmate it is becoming a difficult decision her family and POA have been having to make. When patients on the CCH are sick, they get sick. Really sick. Really quickly.
In a weird and sad way, it amazes me how our bodies can turn on us sometimes. Something sets a part of it off and it either comes back on over time or it shuts down. Like our minds, I wonder though if our body knows when it's "time to go." My answer is yes; since our organs, nerves and mind are all connected then why shouldn't our body know? Again, some more food for thought. That's why now and when I start practicing, I will treat each body as unique and special as it is, knowing at any second, minute, hour, day, week, it can go. Just like that.
On another note, I applied this past Friday where I did my first ever clinical rotation! I applied to be a CNA (certified nursing assistant) and I'm hoping to hear from them soon! If I get the job, I will be sure to include my job stories and experiences in this blog. Will keep everyone posted as soon as I know something.
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