Sunday, 8 July 2012

Germy Germ Germs

One of the many unadvertised benefits of being a nurse is the constant bombardment your immune system takes. I don't remember reading in any of those wonderful glossy brochures " Along with your salary you will also receive every mutated cold and flu and gastro virus you come in contact with". It seems to me that you have this period where your immune system has been working out harder than Jane Fonda and you have this nice lull where you could walk into a room full of Ebola virus and walk out unscathed. But then... you have a stretch of getting every tiny bug that walks into your ward, happily incubating it, then developing the mother of all colds. In case you haven't picked up on it I'M SICK! and a little irritated.

It all started on Night duty, a little headache, a runny nose, sore ears. I think ' It's night shift its not unusual to feel a little run down'.  However, I dose up on vitamin C take some panadol and keep my fluids up. I then head home, climb into bed and wake up an hour later with a pounding headache, a sore throat, a nose I can't breath through and a body that feels like I went a round with Mike Tyson and came off second best, yep it's a cold. So now I sit, with layer upon layer of clothing on and a red nose to rival Rudolphs', feeling sorry for myself.

Of course, I know that there is nothing I can do but rest, drink plenty of water, take my vitamins and dose up on panadol, although my conscience (who is a bit of a diva) tells me I should ring the doctor and demand a magic pill that will make me feel better and suddenly I realise that I have become that patient, you know the one, the one that demands morphine for a headache, IV antibiotics for a cold, heat packs for a sore toe...etc etc. So I lay myself back down and have a little chat to my self "body you need to suck it up, you've been given panadol, vitamin C, a cup of tea and soup" (and chocolate for good measure, my nursing clinical judgement may be a little clouded, but I think I read somewhere that chocolate fixes everything but  think if I don't mention that to my body it will ignore those calories and not send them straight to my hips). 

It is at this point when my little conscience who is not only a diva but also a little spiteful rears her ugly head and states " it was that germy patient that was sneezing everywhere this is her fault" I tell my conscience to shut up that I used impeccable hand hygiene (I'm kind of a 5 moments of hand hygiene connoisseur) and that it was not that patients fault. She decides to chyme in again the spiteful little cow " a lot of good washing your hands does when patients sneeze and cough in your face"... I concede she has a point.

So it leads me to my conclusion how do nurses prevent themselves from catching everything out there... what tips a tricks do people out there have which will prevent me from catching everything a patient coughs or sneezes (or vomits) on me?

Til next time Happy Nursing!

Monday, 11 June 2012

The Saga Begins



My name is Sam and I am a modern day nurse with all the modern day problems and blessings that come with being a nurse in today's society. I am new to blogging so bear with me and feel free to give me any suggestions, because like anything in life I know there will be lots of room for improvement.

I'll start with why I am writing this blog. I never intended to become a nurse, not because I thought it was below me, but it was just never in my sights as my chosen career. Nursing found me, and maybe that is exactly how things are supposed to be, but sometimes I wonder is this right for me? what if?, sometimes at the end of an extremely bad day (and I am sure there are nurses out there who will agree with me) I sit with a few too many glasses of wine saying " what the hell am I doing? I wonder if Woolworth's needs a new check-out chick?), then I have an extraordinary day where I make a difference in someones life and I think ' I have the best job in the world'. However, being a nurse is tough, the rotating shift roster is a bitch, the hours on your feet are a killer and I think I could go a whole day without going to the toilet because my bladder has stretched to the size of a Winnebago. Nursing is often a thankless task and without my amazing colleagues, it is a task that I would not want to do. So back on track... I am writing this blog to give you an insight into my world as a modern day woman who is a modern day nurse. I am writing this because I want to give all those nurses, nursing students and nursing educators a place where they can read about the good the bad the ugly and give them a platform to discuss their thoughts and ideas.

So why did I become a nurse?

 In high school I was dead set certain I was going to study medicine so I got into the preferred undergraduate degree - biomedical science and loved it, then I decided to combine my degree with a nursing degree that way I could work as a nurse while studying medicine. My first nursing prac was at a nursing home... I hated it and like many young nursing students I thought ' what the hell is this... get me out of here.' However, I pushed my way through it and in third year did a prac in a cardiac ward and fell in love with it. About the same time as this my boyfriend proposed, this through a joyous but unexpected spanner into the works.

Being a practical girl I decided that there was nothing wrong with taking a few years to work as a nurse, while I got married and settled down and then I would go back and study medicine. I have since found out that I may be very practical but I was also very naive. I started working, I moved into a house with my then fiance, then I got married and then my life got busy... very busy. I started thinking, I am too busy to study for another 4 years, how will will afford everything we need if I can't work full time? It is not fair on my husband for me to taking on such a huge commitment. Not that I am blaming my husband for me not doing medicine, nor am I playing a victim of circumstance. It is just that my priorities for what I want in life were very different at 22 then they were at 16 and the older I get the more they change, and spending time with my family, having children and making a home are more important to me then being a doctor. I am not saying I will never go study medicine, just that it is not in my foreseeable future right now.

So here I am a nurse, some days loving it other days hating it.

The things I love about my job
  • My workmates
  • The difference I can make
  • The challenges
  • Always learning something new
  • The way I feel when a 3 year old at the supermarket tells me he thinks nurses are superhero's because we fixed his big brothers sore tummy.
The things I hate about my job
  • Getting Noro virus from a patient
  • The shift work
  • Missing out on Christmas with my family
  • Not being able to make someone better
  • The challenges 
  • Felling like I will never know enough
It makes me wonder.... What made other nurses out there choose to become a nurse or stay nursing?

What do you love or hate about being a nurse?

Stay tuned for more entries into The Nurse Diaries & feel free to post comments, questions and ideas.

Happy Nursing Sam x.