Love Ya To Pieces

The past two weeks have been a whirlwind of clinicals, papers, and assignments.  We are winding down the semester, which is incredible to believe.  And I have come to one crucial conclusion…

I am exactly where I am supposed to be.

My clinical experience especially has confirmed that nursing is my calling.  I got a great evaluation from my instructor midway through the rotation, and I have enjoyed (almost) every interaction I have had with my patients.  As the staff nurses have grown more confident in our abilities, they have given us more complex patients (or made us juggle two patients on one shift).  Over the past four shifts I have done everything from take out a Foley cath to feed through a nasogastric tube.  I’ve checked blood sugar, injected insulin, and administered narcotics via IV push.  And most importantly, I feel comfortable communicating with my patients and totally in my element.  One of my patients told me at the end of shift “I love ya to pieces, hon.  Thank you for everything.”  That made my week.  No actually, it made my semester.

I know I have A LOT to learn still.  But rather than be intimidated by what I don’t know, I feel prepared and excited about the challenge. 

And boy am I ready for Christmas break!

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