Nursing, still the hardest job I love
I love my job because I’m nosy, I don’t like to get too attached to my patients and because I like to be on my toes. Emergency room nurse is the perfect job for me. You will not believe the things I see and hear all day long. It’s nice to be able to visibly see patients improve in the short time that I am caring for them. It’s also nice because, unlike the rest of the hospital, I don’t have to spend all day with my patients. If they are nice, they are only with me for a few hours, if they are horrible, they are only with me for a few hours. I don’t like to get too attached to my patients because I’m a sap. Any nurse’s worst day will include a patient passing away after you have really gotten to know them. This happened the other day. The patient was with me for a few hours and I got to know her. She moved on to another department where she went to be with Jesus. No more than 30 minutes elapsed from my last conversation with the patient until the time she passed. I cried when I found out. I don’t mean to be morbid but it made me think that you never know when your last conversation will be and who it will be with. I found out things about her family, and children. We laughed and made fun of the doctors. That might have been the last conversation she had. This happened to me once before. I had gotten to know a gentleman and he coded on me. We couldn’t get him back, and his family was watching the whole thing. They saw we did everything we could. I can’t depersonalize the situation when I get to know my patients. Part of the appeal of the ER was the fact that I don’t have to get to know my patients because most of them would be too sick to even speak. Isn’t that terrible? What I learned from this situation is that it is worth it to get to know my patients. Turns out, I’m the one missing out. I also learned that I will never know if my conversation will be someone else’s last, so make it count: be engaged, ask questions, laugh with and get to know patients .