10 Years A Nurse
As a nursing student (you know idiot human with unrealistic expectations), I thought I would be able avoid uncomfortable circumstances like loss. My original plan was to rescue all NICU infants by being an advanced practicing NNP. That dream didn't last long, because... Then I decided that Mother Baby would be my calling; I'd do that until I got my masters, then I'd teach OB nursing. You don't deal with loss as a Mother Baby nurse, it's never challenging, moms and babes are always 100% healthy; they labor, deliver, recover, go home, kindergarten, college... Well adjusted adults who don't become leeches of society... Yeah... Not so much.
I never imagined that I would deal with so much adversity, disrespect, and bullying as a mother baby nurse. Being looked at as less than a nurse was enough of a challenge to keep me in it. I changed lives, changed attitudes, and maybe sometimes I even made a difference in the lives of patients. Maybe I tought a new nurse something valuable along the way as well.
I went into nursing knowing that I had a strange relationship with death. It has always made me uncomfortable, and I've never been ok with it. Death is always sad, you could be the worst person on the planet, and your death is going to effect at least one entity in a negative manner, and that knowledge hurts my soul. Good people deserve grace and respect in death, and even not so good people deserve that even after death; the loved ones they leave behind deserve sympathy and support.
Life & circumstance happened, who would've thunk it, and I switched gears/ jobs a little, and learned even more about OB, Antepartum,
and Women's nursing. I'm now forced to deal with both the beginning and the end; literally life and death.
I can't claim to be a "Labor" nurse but some of my new girls have made me feel fully accepted, as a delivery nurse. I'd like to think myself currently one Bada$$ NAN and growing Antepartum Nurse.
I saw a nurse's week Meme yesterday that said "Nurses are the ones who are by your side at the beginning of your life and the ones by your side at the end. It is indeed a privelige to witness the beginning and end of life."
I am one of a small group of specialty nurses who make that meme fact. We get to witness and help patients along
with their families through BOTH of these stages, the Beginning and the End; sometimes and very unfortunately simultaneously. It is the most difficult and the most grounding thing I've ever done.
Happy nurses week to all, ESPECIALLY my fellow Labor & Delivery/Antepartum/High Risk Ob Nurses! 👩⚕️👩🏻⚕️👩⚕️👩🏾⚕️👩🏽⚕️👩🏾⚕️👨⚕️👩🏼⚕️👩⚕️👩🏿⚕️👩🏻⚕️