Essay On Nursing Experience
As a reluctant and nervous nineteen-year-old, I walked in to my first day as a nurse aid to a brightly lit, and mostly bubble gum pink Women’s Service’s unit. I worked there through nursing school; and happily accepted a job as a nurse after graduating. Nine years, and a lot of joy, tears, and learning in between, I continue to call this place my home. There is much satisfaction in being part of the continuum of care of women and families during the antepartum, labor and delivery, and the postpartum period, as well as the care of her newborn baby, and for some women, before and after gynecological surgeries. This mostly happy area of practice is not immune to tragedy, and the to have ability to be with a family and counsel them in their
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I love to learn because I want to provide the most competent care that I can, and because of my mere fascination with medicine. Recently, I was a preceptor for a student nurse. He was the husband of a patient I had taken care of a few times. The first time was during a miscarriage, this was a devastating end to their many fertility treatments. We all spent hours talking and crying through this hospital stay. The next time I took care of them was a much happier visit; she was in labor. Everything was going wonderfully until there was a drop in the fetal heart rate. Upon examination, I discovered that there was a prolapsed cord. Feeling the incredibly slow pulse of the cord on my hand during the entire cesarean section was one of the scariest moments of my life. The outcome was great. They had a thriving baby boy. Five years later, his father is almost done with nursing school, and he was telling me that I am one of the reasons he is becoming a nurse. This was a pivotal moment in my career; it was when I realized the immensity in which I can impact lives. I want to continue to do this, and as a Nurse Practitioner I will dedicate my life to helping those in
I love to learn because I want to provide the most competent care that I can, and because of my mere fascination with medicine. Recently, I was a preceptor for a student nurse. He was the husband of a patient I had taken care of a few times. The first time was during a miscarriage, this was a devastating end to their many fertility treatments. We all spent hours talking and crying through this hospital stay. The next time I took care of them was a much happier visit; she was in labor. Everything was going wonderfully until there was a drop in the fetal heart rate. Upon examination, I discovered that there was a prolapsed cord. Feeling the incredibly slow pulse of the cord on my hand during the entire cesarean section was one of the scariest moments of my life. The outcome was great. They had a thriving baby boy. Five years later, his father is almost done with nursing school, and he was telling me that I am one of the reasons he is becoming a nurse. This was a pivotal moment in my career; it was when I realized the immensity in which I can impact lives. I want to continue to do this, and as a Nurse Practitioner I will dedicate my life to helping those in