My Nursing Chronicle

I realized that having the hard earned license is enough for me to feel breathe at last. Unfortunately, the moment I first set foot in the hospital as a Nurse Trainee, I was bombarded with different dilemmas. Initially, I had to adjust with the kind of documentation that the hospital implemented. Furthermore, I had to refresh myself with the nursing responsibilities and procedures. My beloved license is always at stake in every action that I perform.

“This is not nursing school anymore”, I kept telling myself those words. During my first day at the Orthopedic/Ophthalmology Ward, I suddenly had the urge to call my Clinical Instructor friend and shout not for joy but for help. I just want to frame my license and simply stare at it. Thank the high heavens, I was born to fight for what I want. With a timid heart and a lot of will power, I braced myself for the challenge.

“DMC are you ready for me?”, I silently muttered under my breath during my second day. Slowly, I began to dust the cobwebs in the attic of my memory box. Most of my recollections of being a Student Nurse came back as if its “a blast from the past”. I need not have to sweat to finish charting. Medicating was a bit tricky at first, however, I apparently made a decent career out of it by pestering my seniors everyday to let me medicate. The whole thing made me realize that I am not yet a moron not to be trained.

Adjustment became a minor issue to me. The work shifts were more than friendly to accommodate my workout before or after my duty. I was lucky enough to come across great people: The Staff, my fellow Trainees and the Step Program folks, the patients which i fondly call my “angels” and their watchers were so easy to get along with. During my days off, I would visit the ward and check on my patients and their lovable watchers. It even came to the point where I did not want to transfer to another area because I was so happy.

Ophthalmology Out Patient Department was a new environment for me. I had to adapt to taking care of walk in patients, I began to miss my silly patients at the Orthopedic Ward. Like my previous experience from my first rotation, I began to like the people in the clinic: The Doctors, the Staff and the Secretary. Lunch time was my favorite time of duty, “I get the privilege to lazily sleep in the Treatment Room”. Aside from my dancing stints, the never ending health teachings every morning, I miss my daily routine with my Head Nurse which apparently is writing “NOTHING FOLLOWS” at the bottom of the requisition slips armed with all the flower drawings in it.

After all the bittersweet tears and laughter in both my first and second rotation, I now have a new home in the haven of Ambulatory Surgical Unit in the Ophthalmology Operating Room. My first few days were met with nosebleed. I could cry and ask for nasal pack because I could feel my intracranial fluid drip in my nose (hehehehe!). To add insult to injury, I started to have bloopers again due to my quirky actions that resulted in me becoming unsterile while gowning. Such tiny instruments for my “Intel Celeron” brain, it all sounded too close for comfort.

I cannot say that being a Nurse could be a “no brainer” because it is mentally, physically and spiritually challenging. It takes a lot of brains to absorb information and as well as implement all the years of education into application. The work surely requires physical stamina when I am faced with 67 census or more and that could be in a daily basis. More than an ounce of trust in God to be able to be a good Nurse despite all the unfavorable events that could transpire everytime I am on duty. It is a whole new experience that could require expertise as well as dedication.

My license does not mean that its enough for me just to go on duty everyday without fail. Educating oneself is not a requirement, however, it is a responsibility for me to be equipped. I have to constantly familiarize myself in every procedure and every instrument because every action that I do meant someone’s life is also in my hands. Adjustment is a part of a Nurse’s life, however, it should be done not for the fear of loosing my license but for the love of the job. Being a Nurse is a noble profession and my license is a mere tool for me to continue bring change in this world and bring light to the people I meet along my journey.

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  • Mai

    nice one…good writer..

    • nursefadsie

      thanks!

  • Caca

    Having a licence doesn’t end all the challenge of being a nurse have…

    • nursefadsie

      its very challenging…i need to learn arabic to communicate with patients…lol

  • Mai

    since im assigned in OR, i cant interact with my patients well since they are always sedated before and after the operation…that’s why in my more than 2 yrs of stay here in KSA, i can only count with my fingers the arabic words ive learned….my favorite word is AIWA…hehe…

  • tony acuna

    there are english-arabic books available in any bookstore in the kingdom.try to secure the one for beginners