“3rd week! I’ll just wait for another week and I’m off with this rotation”- That was the big mark in my thoughts. Honestly, I’m not longer interested doing my job and doing my duty works. I can’t almost hear the Nightingale’s calling. But still, i have to attend classes and fulfill my obligation for the sake of my undeniably dollars sign ($) tuition and to avoid 24 hours extension (it would be another problem) but I was praying that before the rotation ends, I could do better and I’ll avoid errors. I just don’t want to hear another “talk” with Mr. Bunao. I want to feel that I’d done something good for the day that I had avoid errors in charting while giving my extra-full of care to my patient/s. I had really prayed for it and prior to duty I was really sobbing of what to do for tomorrow. I’m afraid, tired and had almost give up. During the real scene, the terrified mode had shifted to a nice-start-of-a-relationship mode. It was when Sir Bunao was checking our drugs for 8 and i was freaking out already because I’ll be feeding my patient through NGT by 8 and he has this alarming BP. So it’ll be a great morning challenge for me. I was saying to him everything about my patient and telling him what i had already done. He gave me instructions and I clarified something about the giving of drugs to him when he’s facial expression became a not-a-good-indication to me and I reacted, “mao gani nangutana” then i saw him smiled. I was shocked! Really! I was expecting for his eyebrows to meet but i saw a different thing and that made the morning good to me. I was in high spirit in doing my job. For me, i was doing smoothly with my job this week. My patient is cooperating very well as well as the watchers. Although there was one time when my patient was behaving like he don’t know the people around him so I jump to the conclusion that my patient is mentally ill but when I asked the S.O.’s, it was just atemper trantrum from an old man because he’s not allowed to eat anyhting and he was really hungry. On the other hand, nurses on the medical ward gave me this good feeling in renderring services to my patients because they’re willing to help and lend their helping hand when I need their guidance and assistance. My dutymates are also their to help and i was very thankful for that. Although, the day ended so tiring and with painful leg pains, I still went home with big smiles. The week ended with a blast of good thoughts and the Nightingale’s calling is still audible and clear.
“a simple smile can change the whole day”...
Yey --,
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