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Officially an RN

I wanted to write a quick update to those of you who followed along my road to becoming an RN… and I can’t begin to say how thrilled I am to announce:

I’M OFFICIALLY A REGISTERED NURSE!!

Feels so sweet to say!! I graduated @ the end of December 2016. Didn’t receive my ATT until the beginning of March and scheduled right away. I mainly used Uworld to study.

I also was offered a position at my local hospital a few weeks before I even took the NCLEX!! I was in shock. So now that I’m an RN, I’ve officially accepted the position and start in a little under two weeks 😬!!

God is good.

Graduated- Chris Kreider

Originally posted by siriuslyilluminaeted

(What is with his face? Like does he make normal faces EVER?)

You know… I almost became a nurse. But then I realized that wasn’t what I wanted to do so now here I am, still not sure what I want to do in my life! Anyway… enjoy guys!

Warning: None!

Anon Request: You’re writing is incredible! The Kreider one melted me. I was wondering if you could do a one with Kreider where you’re about to be graduating nursing school and you don’t know where to apply for jobs. Chris wants you in New York, but you think you might want to stay in your home state? You can totally end it however you’d like! Thank you so much!!!

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              In reality Philadelphia wasn’t THAT far from New York. It was only like 2 hours with traffic.

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Dear New Nurse Me

So you’re probably wondering what you got yourself into.

It’s your fourth week with your preceptor, and already you’re wondering that. You just passed NCLEX, you studied for months, heck years if you think about it, covering every inch, every detail of the human body;  and after all those clinicals, you sort of thought you had a good idea what to expect - but this? You’re wondering how you’re supposed to juggle 7 patients on this floor. You’re panicked, as you still aren’t giving meds on time, your documentation sort of sucks, you completely suck at IV’s, you’ve had pegs explode back on you, you seem to say all the wrong things to patients, and families, no one trust you yet - doctors, patients or coworkers, you completely missed warning signs a patient was decompensating, and you almost had an MI yourself the first time your patient coded. You can’t remember what you love about nursing, and you can’t seem to remember any of the damn codes to the supply room, med room or hidden stash supply rooms. Plus you never, ever seem to get out on time.

Dear new nurse, don’t give in.

In about three or four months, you’re going to nail that IVL in one hit, and some days you’ll miss, but you’ll remember the day you got it and you won’t be so hard on yourself.

In about six months, you’ll finish your medications in record time. It will probably surprise you, and you’ll wonder if you missed something, but you didn’t. You’ve just begun to establish your flow.

In about 8 months, you’ll be the first one to notice a subtlety in one of your patients, something that seems amiss. You’ll probably question your judgment, but you follow your instinct anyway, advocating for your patient. You may not feel it today, but that patient in about 8 months likely avoided a cardiac arrest because of your rapid intervention.

In about a year, you won’t tremble every time you call a doctor, you won’t feel so awkward reporting information about your patient, and you will stand your ground and you will earn the respect of the doctors for your quality of care, your sharp assessment and skills. You won’t really notice it, but they will begin to look for you to ask your thoughts, or just to ensure you know updates on what’s happening with the patients you share. A year from that, they will probably start to rely on you to the point where you think they’re taking advantage of you, sometimes that’s going to happen unless you stand your ground, but sometimes it’s really just them trusting you, something not easily shared by caregivers.

In about a year and a half, you’ll have your system down, whereby you’re finishing your meds, documenting much less than the storybook you began with, but you’ll realize you’re getting to the point a lot faster. You’ll have days when it all goes to hell, your system blown, patients coding, patients coming and going from tests, admissions and discharges not accounted for, patients falling and needing stat CT’s, coworkers calling out meaning you’ll get extra patients, but you’ll remember that you can do this. You’ll remember that you’ve had good days when you can juggle those patients. You’ll remember that you have coded patients, and you haven’t felt a trembling mess, you’ll remember that even in the worst of patient nurse ratios, you’ve banded together as a team and survived the day.

In about a year or two, you will be the one in charge, you will be the one people are asking to help insert IV’s, you’ll be the one nursing students look up to, you’ll be the one new nurses hope they will someday be.

Dear new nurse, we’re not here to say, “cheer up, it all gets better,” for that’s an insult to your struggle right now.

We aren’t here to say that one day it all magically falls into place, for it’s the todays you are worried about,

We’re simply here to support you, to empathize with what it feels like to be in your shoes, some days you’ll feel strong, some days you’ll feel weak,

But do not give in.

I am...A Nurse

I am. A Nursing Student, 99% of the time I have no idea what I’m doing. The 1% is what gives me hope in the early hours of the morning when I’m about to begin again.

I am. A Graduate Nurse. I’m not sure what I’ve gotten myself into, or what area I’m going to end up working in, what area is the right fit, what will make me feel like I belong, but I’m getting there.

I am…An LPN. I’m a nurse too, I work extraordinarily hard and I am not given the respect registered nurses are given. I’m a nurse, and I’m proud to be a LPN, I wouldn’t change what I do for the world - but I wouldn’t mind challenging people’s perspective a bit.

I am. A Charge Nurse. It sucks to be in charge most days, a sort of juggling act where you keep dropping the balls, no matter how skilled you are. I’m a charge nurse, and I wish someone would support me for once, instead of the nurses complaining about their assignment, instead of management complaining about the nurses.

I am. A Nurse Practitioner. I remember how this feels, my heart goes out to the bedside nurses when I am rounding, and I wish I could jump in and help them instead of leaving after consults, I sometimes wish they understood we aren’t so separate, I’m still a nurse too.

I am. A CRNA. It’s a title that confuses people. Hell, it confuses me. I’m a a certified registered nurse anesthetist. But, people mix me up with the anesthesiologist - and when corrected, they say, “oh you’re the nurse. Not the doctor.” I slaved my way through graduate school. I can recite anesthetic agents in my sleep, I can manage people’s pain, and I can throw down an endotracheal tube so fast you would miss it if you blinked. I’m a nurse, I have all the heart of what I did at the bedside, and the badass side of a masters prepared graduate in my specialty.

I am. A Nurse Educator. I still don’t have all the answers, and that’s ok. If I could go back in time, I would tell myself it’s ok to feel like you’re on a roller coaster as a student. It’s ok to drown as a new grad and ask a million quesrions until you surface and it’s ok to feel the drain of everyday nursing. Not every day will be a great one, but every one will be worth it.

I am a nurse. I’ve lost count of the amount of patients I’ve lost, but miraculously I can remember their faces, what occurred and the devastation surrounding each and every event. I’m a nurse. I’ve shared hours, and shifts of joy & heartaches with my coworkers - and these are some of the most significant memories I will carry with me, as etchings of the nurse I’ve become, and the guiding point of the nurse I someday aspire to be. I’ve held the hand of patients dying with dignity, and grieving families, praying for and comforting them long beyond my shift, and I wouldn’t expect any patient satisfaction survey to reflect the importance of how this feels. I am a nurse, and I appreciate what I get to do every day.

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So this is the rest of my latest project. It is a graduation present for my friend, Rachel, who just graduated from the Sinclair School of Nursing at Mizzou! The patterns can be found here:

https://www.etsy.com/shop/nerdylittlestitcher

And I highly recommend her store. She has so, so many patterns plus a lot of medicine/anatomy patterns. They are all stitched on 28 ct white Monaco. I did use DMC 321 instead of the suggested 666 just because it’s what I had. I whipped up all of these in about 2 weeks.

Warning: personal/cheesy post

Tomorrow I take my last exam of nursing school. I’ve survived didactic classes, clinical days, and preceptorship. I’ve spent countless nights studying. I’ve given up weekends, sleep, and celebrations. I’ve jumped through every hoop; I’ve overcome every obstacle. Less than a week away from graduation, this exam is the last thing standing between me and receiving my nursing pin. I feel so much pressure…

But, wow… I can hardly imagine how awesome and surreal graduation is going to feel. That is going to be a good day

When your surgical patient is using their incentive spirometer and getting up to the gerichair post op day 1
Updated Queue

It’s Saturday again! (Which I actually forgot so that’s why this is later than normal! Whoops!) So here’s your updated queue guys! Hopefully I’ll be able to knock some more out and give you more than noted on days I work! Still about 3 or 4 weeks, but I’m getting trying! Love you boos!

Today- Leon Draisaitl/Elias Lindholm- stressed and break down

            Chris Kreider- finding a nursing job after graduation

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Going against Tradition

“Nurses are open-minded, and welcoming.”

Except.

On graduating: “Go right to Med Surg, you have to do your time there first”

As nursing students, graduate nurses, and practicing nurses, we have a great appreciation for older experienced nurses who have paved the way for us, but where is it written in the literature that nurses are only successful in specialized disciplines such as ED or ICU if they’ve had two years Med Surg under their belt?

On having to teach new nurses in a specialty; “I’m tired of all these new nurses not knowing basics, why can’t they do a couple of years of med surg?”

Without undermining the level of acuity in emergent and critical care, or the need for speed, Med Surg is actually a specialty too, so it sort of undermines this area by implying you are sentenced there before moving onto greener pastures. And as a not-so-afterthought, didn’t we all start somewhere? Didn’t we all begin not knowing the basics? Isn’t it possible that with the right support, and solid orientation (without burning out the same preceptors over and over again), a nurse can be successful in any specialty? Are we determining failure is imminent, based solely on what’s been tradition? Are we discouraging nurses from pursuing their dream specialty, forcing them to do one they aren’t happy in, merely because it’s “always been done his way?” Or is our energy better spent simply supporting fellow nurses whatever their choices may be?

If you have the will and drive to learn fast, the ability to work under fire, the stones it takes to stand up to physicians,supervisors,  families, and advocate for your patient, the mastery of a detective, mediator, the courage to admit you fucked up and humility to learn from it, and then go back again the next day with an intense desire to do better, the relentless and unquenchable thirst for learning - then you’re a nurse. It doesn’t matter where.

Nursing is nursing, every role is specialized.
It takes a tough cookie just to be a nurse  🍪

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     This hat belonged to Ellen Stitt Dunlap. She was a nurse during WWI and served near Rouen, France for almost two years.

    Ellen was born in 1892. She graduated from Chillicothe High School and attended Ohio Wesleyan University before going on to nursing school at Lakeside Hospital in Cleveland, Ohio.

    In August, 1917 Ellen was one of seventeen nurses of the graduating class who volunteered to travel to France and work at the British hosptial five miles outside of Rouen. It was headed by Dr. George W. Crile, founder of the renowned Cleveland Clinic. Each had to be a member of the Red Cross before signing on. The Red Cross issued each nurse a bedroll, blanket, pajamas, and a diary. In New York, they were issued a wool dress, a heavy winter coat, a cape, and a hat. Before departing, the nurses were sworn into the US Army. 

    At Ellis Island, they boarded the British Ship Baltic. Close to Liverpool, Ellen later said that she saw dirigibles pass overhead, so low she could see the men inside, staring back at her through their telescopes.

    One night, a large thud resounded through the ship as it was struck by a torpedo. They were given orders to don their lifejackets, but the shell didn’t detonate. A large hole was torn in the hull, but they were able to isolate the damage. When the all-clear signal was given, the two thousand people on the deck sang “Pack Up Your Troubles in Your Old Kit Bag” in celebration. The ship limped on to port.

    The hospital Ellen joined was a large one, and close to the front lines. She said they did up to 45 operations per day, and had over 1,700 patients. They tried to remain as sterile as possible in these conditions, using strong lye soap for cleaning.

   Twenty months later, Armistice Day came. Ellen later recounted the moment she learned the war was over.

    But the job wasn’t finished. There were still many wounded soldiers in the hospital. Ellen remained behind to care for them until April, 1919.

    When Ellen returned home, she worked as a nurse in a girls’ boarding school, and then as a public health nurse. She returned to Chillicothe and married Philip Dunlap in 1922. She had three daughters and many grandchildren.

     For the rest of her life, Ellen remained proud of her wartime work. She donated her cape and hat to the Ross County Historical Society. She lived until 1990 and was buried in Clarksburg, Ohio.

When you decide to go to grad school and work at the same time

Relax. Keep studying.

We will get through this.

Introduction

Hello all,

I am so excited (and NERVOUS) to begin graduate school this summer. I’ll be attending school to become a nurse anesthetist. It has been a long time since I’ve been a student so I’m fairly rusty. Trying to turn this nursing blog around to become a studyblr to help keep me focused, motivated, and inspired to be the best I can be! 

I would love to join the community. Really looking for other gradblrs to follow. Please reblog if you’re a gradblr, especially if you have a similar area of study! Reblogs will be from my primary blog, kiwibellissima.

*No hate towards studyblrs in high school or college/university. They just have a very different academic perspective from those with graduate studies.