"You were great, Kelly"
Is it just me, or is the world growing a little more entitled each day?
What I mean by entitled is the sense that there's this subconscious "what's in it for me" mentality of the common folk, and this sense is that "I'm better than you, so I can say or do whatever I want." When someone tries to challenge it, "so what?" Or "well if x doesn't happen, then y is going to happen." Entitled, or maybe just bolder. Or stupider. I really don't know.
And I'm not just talking about the patients....
But then, out of the clear, the wave of entitlement is washed away by genuine gratitude for a helping hand, a listening ear and someone to stand beside them who says "I know how you feel. Let's walk through this together." And the best is when I get to be a part of that. Unfortunately, I don't get as much face time with my patients as I hope. Either when I work weekends or a different shift, because during the week I find myself busy with so many other tasks that take up much of my day. Even more tasks when I'm charge. Then those moments and opportunities fall in my lap, and I snatch them up. It started with one patient who said "I've seen you around and I've been meaning to talk to you but I never have." And thus began a conversation at 10:30 at night. "What do you want to talk about?"
And the conversation turned into many different things; being silly teenagers and not knowing what life was going to bring us, being in college in my 20's and how the college experience fueled my self discovery, being on my own, things we've all learned along the way just fumbling through this crazy thing called life, oral surgeries (lol!!!!), funny anesthesia reactions, and Marvel movies. There was lots of laughter, good conversations and a lot of things that I got to think about and reminisce about. At the end of the conversation there were lots of hugs and well wishes. One patient thanked me for the care I provided and said "you were great, Kelly."
I will be the first to admit it is extremely easy to get bogged down with negativity. Sometimes it seems like you get stuck in a rut of all this noise that's just telling you everything you're doing wrong. Then every now and then, you get a little bit of positive feedback. That little bit of positive feedback is the fuel that keeps you going. For me it is, that and this job I truly believe to be a calling. Sure, I am a great nurse. But with God's help, a few more years, I may be a good one.
What I mean by entitled is the sense that there's this subconscious "what's in it for me" mentality of the common folk, and this sense is that "I'm better than you, so I can say or do whatever I want." When someone tries to challenge it, "so what?" Or "well if x doesn't happen, then y is going to happen." Entitled, or maybe just bolder. Or stupider. I really don't know.
And I'm not just talking about the patients....
But then, out of the clear, the wave of entitlement is washed away by genuine gratitude for a helping hand, a listening ear and someone to stand beside them who says "I know how you feel. Let's walk through this together." And the best is when I get to be a part of that. Unfortunately, I don't get as much face time with my patients as I hope. Either when I work weekends or a different shift, because during the week I find myself busy with so many other tasks that take up much of my day. Even more tasks when I'm charge. Then those moments and opportunities fall in my lap, and I snatch them up. It started with one patient who said "I've seen you around and I've been meaning to talk to you but I never have." And thus began a conversation at 10:30 at night. "What do you want to talk about?"
And the conversation turned into many different things; being silly teenagers and not knowing what life was going to bring us, being in college in my 20's and how the college experience fueled my self discovery, being on my own, things we've all learned along the way just fumbling through this crazy thing called life, oral surgeries (lol!!!!), funny anesthesia reactions, and Marvel movies. There was lots of laughter, good conversations and a lot of things that I got to think about and reminisce about. At the end of the conversation there were lots of hugs and well wishes. One patient thanked me for the care I provided and said "you were great, Kelly."
I will be the first to admit it is extremely easy to get bogged down with negativity. Sometimes it seems like you get stuck in a rut of all this noise that's just telling you everything you're doing wrong. Then every now and then, you get a little bit of positive feedback. That little bit of positive feedback is the fuel that keeps you going. For me it is, that and this job I truly believe to be a calling. Sure, I am a great nurse. But with God's help, a few more years, I may be a good one.
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