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Thankful Thursday | not for the weather

We are in the midst of a sticky, cloudy, drizzly string of days, and I do not appreciate this, especially because this is a time of year when I hope for crisp autumn air.

But on the other hand, I know other people, like our dear Floridian readers, are preparing for a hurricane, which is much worse than a bunch of days of clouds.

a Florida beach from my photo archives

So I am not gonna complain about the drizzle, and I hope for safety for everyone in the path of the hurricane.

This week, I am thankful:

for an at-home first day of med-surg clinicals

My group is on the oncology floor for our clinicals the next three weeks, and the first day went really well. I felt so at home on this floor because it is almost exactly like the floor where I work.

for success with a difficult patient

The nurse and the tech yesterday were both feeling a little frazzled by a particular patient, but a couple of my classmates and I managed to work together and get her care all completed.

And I think this patient is actually excited to see us today too. 🙂

Yay us!

for how competent I feel

When I got my summer job as a tech, I kinda thought the experience would help me in upcoming clinicals.

But I was not prepared for just how confident the tech job has made me!

Smiling Kristen in scrubs.

I think back to how hesitant I felt on the first day of med-surg clinicals in February, and when I compare that to how I felt this week, I see a night and day difference.

Now I walk into a room with lots of “I belong here and I know how to do this job.” energy, and that feels really good. 🙂 As they say, competence breeds confidence.

I am so so so glad I worked all those tech shifts this summer! I did not earn piles of money, but I gained priceless experience.

for the privilege of caring for the dying

Yesterday I did my first post-mortem care for a patient who passed away. While it is, of course, sad when a patient passes away, I think there is something beautiful about the work we do in respectfully caring for the person’s body; it feels like an honor.

We also had a hospice lecture this week, and as I watched the pre-lecture videos about people who care for people who are dying, I teared up many times.

It is so beautiful to see the gentle and kind way hospice and palliative care workers tend to people, and it reminded me of the “why” behind all the studying I am doing: people need competent and kind care.

The post-mortem experience at clinical was another in a long line of experiences that have confirmed that I am pursuing a career that is right for me; I find it inspiring, not disturbing, to care for people, even when it’s at the end of life.

While of course I love to help people get better, I also feel like some of my most meaningful healthcare work so far has been with patients and families who are facing death.

And that makes me wonder if I will end up working as a hospice nurse one day.

for how spacious life feels with 8-hour clinical shifts

I am so used to being at the hospital for 12.5 hours, an 8-hour clinical shift feels like it’s gone in a blink!

Like…I had time to go to the gym afterward.

KRisten in workout clothes.

And shower.

And make dinner.

And do clinical paperwork.

And do laundry.

In contrast, with 12-hour shifts, there’s barely time to eat and shower before you gotta go to bed!

for the cats

tuxedo cat.

chiquita on a chair.

she was very interested in my grape

that Lisey is feeling more confident at her job

She’s really settling into a groove as an airplane mechanic now, and that makes me so happy for her!

Lisey at the airport.

Lisey on an engine.

What are you thankful for this week?

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Selena

Thursday 26th of September 2024

An it may happen to you if you're a hospice nurse. My mother was on hospice care. One stinking blood test crept up two points and the doctor deemed that she no longer qualified. Not only was it distressing to my father, it was distressing to the hospice staff. The hospice nurses plead her case to no avail. Hospice was back for maybe the last couple of days but a family member (PhD in nursing) was our main person.

Clara B

Thursday 26th of September 2024

Kristen, Iโ€™ve been reading your blog for at least 15 years, but donโ€™t often post a comment. I really wanted to reply to your comments about being honored to care for people and families at the end of life - Iโ€™ve been a palliative care RN since last November (before that I worked in dialysis for 10 years), and I feel much the same way. It is a privilege to sit with people and help them understand what is important to them, and help them have more good days than bad ones. It is beautiful and heartbreaking at the same time, and has certainly carried over into my own life (I donโ€™t sweat the small stuff as much anymore!). If you ever have the opportunity to work in palliative care or hospice, Iโ€™d encourage you to consider it.

Kristen

Thursday 26th of September 2024

Aww, that's lovely to hear. Thank you for sharing!

Becca

Thursday 26th of September 2024

I think you would make an excellent hospice nurse. It takes a special sort for such a special role.

Jenny

Thursday 26th of September 2024

My mom had a long and varied career as a nurse (ER, hospital med-surg, dr.'s office, teaching) but her two favorites were obstetrics and hospice nursing. She says that she really liked being able to support patients and their families through life's big transitions. I bet that would suit Kristen too.

Ruby

Thursday 26th of September 2024

Kristen, an 8 hour shift is like getting to go home at 2 pm for a 9 to 5 job. No wonder you feel like there's suddenly scads of free time.

I am thankful to have gotten in very quickly to see an eye doctor to fix a weird, painful problem -- I have some extra eyelashes that grow inward and will scrape my eye every time I blink. There aren't enough to do surgery on, so they have to be yanked out with super small tweezers by someone with magnifying equipment and a steady hand. I am sure the person processing my medical claim goes, "What the heck is this?" :-D

Otherwise had a quiet week staying home and getting over a wicked head cold. My big, sweet kitty has slept with me every night that I've been sick, lying right where I can sleep with my hand on her back which is so comforting. Made a pot of delicious garlicky potato-ham soup. We are getting some rain out of the big storm to help break a serious drought, though I hope it won't be deadly farther south.

A. Marie

Thursday 26th of September 2024

@Ruby, my Betty sleeps with me most nights in the manner you describe for your own cat. Betty has been a joy and comfort throughout everything with DH, and is still going strong at approximately age 12.5. Long may she wave.

And that "delicious garlicky potato-ham soup" has me thinking autumn soup thoughts. We're officially into fall now, after all.

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