Friday, November 09, 2007

My job...

My job can be wonderful some days and others it's rough. I wear several hats at work, but one of them is a wound care nurse. It's a messy, dirty hat to wear but the rewards are outstanding. Week after week, I get to see my job performance by watching wounds heal. I have healed many wounds in my short time as a nurse and it is an amazing part of my job. The other great part? Getting to know my patients. After wrapping their legs in compression bandages weekly for months at a time, you tend to learn a lot about them and their families.

One gentleman was in the Korean war, but never spoke of it. What I did manage to learn was that after the service he traveled from Alabama to the Chicago area to go to college. Unfortunately he was a few weeks late and had to work to stay in the area. After landing a great paying job, he never went back to school, but started a new life and family in Illinois. I know of his family, but have never met them. By the way he described his family members, it's almost as if I could pick them out in a crowd, I know that much of them. Long story short. Nursing isn't just patching up boo-boo's or passing meds. For me it's about the bond that you create with your patients and how that bond makes you a stronger person and a better nurse that gives amazing, ever lasting care.

The down side of seeing the same patients week after week? Coming to work the next day to learn they have passed. Oh my word, after 7 years of nursing, it doesn't get easier. These are the days when nursing sucks.

We had a memorial service for Veteran's today in honor of all those who have passed this year. Another very young man passed and few months ago. I saw his newly widow for the first time today. We cried. I swore I wouldn't ,but I couldn't stop the tears. Today is another day where I realized I chose the right profession, because I am so honored to help take care of other's family members, let alone veteran's.

So everyone go hug and nurse and better yet, a veteran....

8 comments:

Sarah said...

I'm lucky I can still go in the other room and hug my veteran :)

chrissy said...

Such a sweet sweet post. My eyes are seeping. Thank God for the compassionate nurses like you! They are the ones who really make a difference!

Shelli said...

God Bless you and all you do! We need more nurses like you. It's very nice to remember the veterans!

KT said...

I am so in awe of those who choose the nursing field! I practically faint at the sight of my own blood, let alone someone else's! (not at my kids' though, fortunately)

The infusion center nurses I met during my chemo days were so kind and funny and supportive. They were all of those things, when I needed them to be. So were all of the technicians (xray, nuclear medicine, etc) at my many scans. Some techs even remembered me a year later, when I was back getting scanned with my 2nd breast cancer diagnosis!

Thanks for choosing a field that makes such a difference in peoples' lives. It sounds like it can be hard sometimes, but believe me, patients appreciate a kind and caring nurse. Katie

Ann(ie) said...

That would be hard! I admire what you do so much!! It's gotta be difficult at times. I'm sure you have a heavy heart on many days, but thank you for doing what you do, darlin.

Mimi's Toes said...

God chose YOU for that profession. You are everything a nurse is suppose to be. What a beautiful said post. You reminded me to go hug my Dad, who served in the Army...gonna stop for coffee on my way to work this morning and give him a hug. Hugs to you too, for what you do!

My Wonderful Men... said...

Thank you for what you do for our Vets.
I thinks it's o.k. to cry with them it shows you really do care and you are human.

Sandra said...

It takes a special person to be a nurse. I feel honored to have met you. Keep up the good work -- I believe what you are doing is "God's work."