Finally, at last, I feel like I might be able to do this. Wednesday was the DAY. You know, the day that either makes you or breaks you. Here's the set up...
It's 0745: Doctor A is spouting orders in my ear b/c a patient who was scheduled for surgery is now in A-fib b/c he has not been getting his Plavix. No surprise there, except the Doctor wants the patient transferred to telemetry, NOW.
It's 0746: Doctor B is wondering where the nurse is for a patient b/c he is ready to do an arthrocentesis and needs a witness for the Time Out.
It's 0747: Doctor C is writing orders for a patient to get a CT of the abdomen & pelvis with contrast, orders a D-dimer now, orders 2 IV antibiotics, and if the D-dimer is + then a CT of the chest.
Meanwhile, 2 other patients are waiting for their meds, urinals are full, beds are a mess, and of course they are in pain. Oh did I mention there was a patient right in front of the nurse's station who has dementia and is yelling, "Yo Lady...Boss Lady...Nurse, NUrse, NURSE!"
I was overwhelmed, even my preceptor was a little stressed. Through all of the stress, something got to me, I got mad & I got motivated. My attitude was, "You tell me what you need and I'll get it." I was calling doctors, taking verbals, signing orders off, telling Mr. Dementia that he can't get out of bed on his own...you name it I was ready. I got my inner fighter back, at last.
This morning I was actually able to eat breakfast, not much of a breakfast, a nectarine, but better than nothing. I even drank 2 cups of coffee. Doesn't sound like much, but lately my nerves have been shot, and what goes in goes out pretty quickly. Maybe TMI, but those of you who have been under a lot of stress can relate. So nourishment at this point is a good thing.
Today I had my progress meeting & it went well. I voiced my concerns, frustrations, and feeling like I wanted to quit just a couple days ago. They reassured me that I am normal & doing great, even better than expected. Even my preceptor had compliments.
I couldn't ask for more. Today was a good day, so I'm going to enjoy every minute. I'm going to keep working hard, and doing my best, knowing that the good & the bad days come and go. I have to say, it's a great feeling to realize that you just might be able to achieve your dreams.
P.S.
Thank you to everyone who reads my blogs, and thanks to those of you who have commented. I am so glad that you believe in me & can relate in some way. We will all get through this together!
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There are busy days, crazy days, impossible days . . . and good days. Nursing life will be so boring if we only have good days . . . or will it be?
Just a suggestion. Maybe skip the citrus fruit and have a banana instead. Citrus is a very common allergy with resulting run through. Banana might stick around a little longer.
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