Being a nurse is hard, especially when I have kids to care for at home and feel guilty for workig full-time. I would stay at home if I could. Some days are really hard at work--draining stress, difficult patients, or the all-too-common bickering amongst fellow staff members. Then you couple all that with the terrible economy and the news of no raises and the loss of hospital income. Grrr... sometimes I wonder why I wanted to be a nurse in the first place.
This week I floated to the medical-surgical floor on a particularly busy day. I think we turned over half the census with new patients... some of them so time-consuming! The one thing that makes me sad about what I saw that day was the after-math of the lifestyle changes some of the patients were experiencing. Thank you work of wisdom! I came home tired, sad, and so glad that I get to work in OB.
In stark contrast, the next two days I spent a lot of time with a labor induction of a sweet family who was so appreciative of my care. They thanked me many times over for the care I rendered. Then the icing on the cake... 16 minutes before the end of my shift after two days of an agonizing induction for this young lady, her baby made its presence. I love birthday parties! Life is such an amazing miracle! Every time I help with a delivery, feeligs of amazement consume me. This partifular family made me feel like a million dollars with the appreciation they showed me.
Yes, I am happy that I chose to be a nurse. Thank you to all those who thank their nurses!
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I can say this from just getting out of the hospital -- I love nurses! You guys put up with some crap and I'm thankful that there are sweet people like you willing to put up with it! Thanks from me and my little family, too!
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