tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145324042012-02-16T04:43:24.719-08:00Nursing is an adventure, a journey that whenever you look back, you will realize how much you have grown, and how far you still have to go. This is my journal.Vixenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14064520755523082756noreply@blogger.comBlogger481100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14532404.post-14723410064707202712009-08-31T16:44:00.000-07:002009-08-31T16:45:35.778-07:00

This is a guest post by Richard Hemby. Enjoy... A Clinical Nurse Specialist (CNS) is an nurse of advanced practice who administers nursing services to a specific patient population. These nurses are specialists who may focus on areas such as cardiology, oncology, neonatology, OB/GYN, pediatrics, neurology, and mental health. A CNS may focus on a very specific type of disease, such as diabetes,

Vixenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14064520755523082756noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14532404.post-30121629688787124232008-05-23T03:58:00.000-07:002008-05-23T04:02:34.493-07:00

I cannot fully express how much I LOVE my new job! It's so much better than my last. I guess it takes being in the pits for 13 weeks to actually find and appreciate something that is so much better!I work in the CCU (which is going to look super good on my resume!) I haven't worked in the CCU officially before, and this is a 3 month stint. It's been good so far, the hospital is fairly isolated in

Vixenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14064520755523082756noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14532404.post-77464121726386091682008-04-29T21:13:00.000-07:002008-04-29T21:20:30.202-07:00

One of the benefits of doing travel nursing is the excellent opportunities for vacations practically year round. I've determined to take a week or two vacation in between each 13 week assignment, sort of like a pat on my own back for making it through.I spent the last week in Hawaii on the Big Island. My hubby's fam rented this lovely house right on the ocean sea board, away from the 'tourists'

Vixenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14064520755523082756noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14532404.post-39122558220023378062008-03-12T12:39:00.000-07:002008-03-12T12:44:40.569-07:00

Whoa, I can't believe it's been a month since a posted. That means that I've done 12-15 shifts, but have been too tired to write about it. I'm going through a period of frustration on my job. So much that I'm counting the remaining weeks left on my travel contract. The unit I work on is so disorganized, and the charge nurses make me the doormat on every shift I work.I won't even go into all the

Vixenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14064520755523082756noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14532404.post-36288634585928875582008-02-07T22:39:00.000-08:002008-02-07T22:45:15.169-08:00

Our unit got hit with a gastro-enteritis virus last week. One patient had it and then it mysteriously appeared in 2 other patients. It's passed around by droplet transmission, and 15 nurses were out sick with it before it cleared out. The hospital infection control department quarantined our unit, and all patients with the mysterious N-virus were sent to our unit with all other patients being

Vixenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14064520755523082756noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14532404.post-63468045655227974832008-02-01T12:07:00.000-08:002008-02-01T12:12:50.719-08:00

As a traveler, I'm used to getting a different assignment everyday. It's rare that I keep the same assignment for all 3 12 hr shifts. However this past week seemed to be a weird trend, all my patients stayed over, and by the third day I was on a cloud, actually looking forward to getting to work. They weren't too complicated and were all reasonably stable and could voice their needs and

Vixenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14064520755523082756noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14532404.post-66246604251343451972008-01-28T03:47:00.000-08:002008-01-28T03:48:09.792-08:00

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My patient died a few nights ago. It was the most bizarre experience ever. I had just been in his room, taking his blood pressure (which was fine), drawing his AM labs and talking to him. I walked him to the bathroom and back, then tucked him in his bed, got him a warm blanket and said goodnight. I went into my next patient's room to hook up his antibiotics. The Monitor tech calls me and tells me

Vixenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14064520755523082756noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14532404.post-39512377652456354332008-01-20T07:07:00.001-08:002008-01-20T07:11:41.475-08:00

I've just started a new job at this super advanced hospital. It's the largest tertiary cardiac hospital in the WHOLE state, and has a reputation of sterling gold. I'm learning so much on this unit, which is great because at my old job I was getting kinda stagnant. It's a cardiac telemetry unit, and when I say cardiac, I mean CARDIAC. They are hardcore about the cardiac ish.I'm worried about

Vixenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14064520755523082756noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14532404.post-1109100528193642702008-01-12T05:53:00.001-08:002008-01-12T05:54:39.468-08:00

Hey peoples, Do I really post that infrequent that noone knows I've been out? Dayum! New Year Resolution, post more often. I was sick in the hospital since the 5th, not a cool way to start the year but it has been my modus operandi as of the last few years. Anyway, there is alot to do and say, but first I must catch up on all you blogging freaks out there. Oh, and although I'm hella late, HAPPY

Vixenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14064520755523082756noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14532404.post-20023509773873945162007-12-29T04:41:00.000-08:002007-12-29T04:42:31.926-08:00

I was talking to my patient and his wife today, a couple that are still so sweet and loving even after 48 years of marriage. "So what's the magic formula to keep things strong?" I asked. Yes, it might seem a redundant question but her response was one that really tugged chords with me."Commitment. There is no out clause for us. We vowed forever and we will do everything in our power to keep that

Vixenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14064520755523082756noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14532404.post-30109905928617657772007-12-24T21:10:00.001-08:002007-12-24T21:18:05.024-08:00

This weekend was one of those days that if I hadn't handed in my resignation letter already, I would have had to resign all over again. However, it's over and I have today off to recuperate and rejuvenate so I'm not even going to dwell on the torrid parts, but instead, will focus on the goodness.My coworkers are the greatest! I was so frustrated that I hadn't taken lunch and it was an hour to

Vixenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14064520755523082756noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14532404.post-8280155660180783242007-12-18T03:46:00.000-08:002007-12-18T03:48:07.604-08:00

Doubles are so hard to do. The first couple of hours are a breeze but then come 2 o'clock you are still hustling, my body feels like it's shutting down to "rest and relaxation" mode. I just did a slew of doubles last week and can't wait to see how fat my check is gonna be on the 28th.Sorry, I'm kinda out of it.What's up with you all?

Vixenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14064520755523082756noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14532404.post-69906598890565649212007-12-11T02:28:00.000-08:002007-12-11T02:33:35.866-08:00

Okay, even as a nurse with an iron stomach, some things totally make me squeamish. It's weird, I can deal with lots of poop and vomit, but let me have a patient that needs regular suctioning and I'll be inwardly cringing. There is something about the Crrrrr sound of suctioning that gets my grout and flips me out. RT's like suctioning, and I know alot of nurses that dig it, but that shit is not my

Vixenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14064520755523082756noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14532404.post-65390910110909476252007-12-03T01:33:00.000-08:002007-12-03T01:47:01.056-08:00

I've been tagged by Nocturnal RN and I'm supposed to share 7 random/weird things about myself. I have alot of weird things about me, and I've done this several times on my other blogs, but for the sake of this blog, I'll stick to 7 weird things about me in nursing, to keep it fresh. At work, I hydrate by drinking a gallon of water mixed with 3% lemonade or lemon juice. I can drink this more than

Vixenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14064520755523082756noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14532404.post-54924503292462892362007-11-26T01:28:00.000-08:002007-11-26T01:35:13.890-08:00

Whoa...the last 2 days were bad. So bad that I just couldn't bring myself to wade into poop and mess another day in a row. For some reason, my Manager is always complaining about the budget...so this weekend, he understaffed ALL three shifts, leaving no CNAs on the floor at all, nurses having 5-6 tele patients and a patient load that rivalled a nursing home/post op unit. Only the sickest patients

Vixenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14064520755523082756noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14532404.post-37564475872613961042007-11-17T04:07:00.000-08:002007-11-17T04:13:10.410-08:00

To my favorite patients of the week,Mr. 32A, for having a smile for me when I walked through the door. For calling me pretty lady and holding my hand. For making your wife blush at your banter. For being cheery even though it seemed like you'd been sick for a while and not getting better. For working hard with physical therapy when your body was wanting to quit. For being patient for 3 days

Vixenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14064520755523082756noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14532404.post-22124264352828027462007-11-15T04:39:00.000-08:002007-11-17T04:40:48.017-08:00

nursing is such a conflicting job sometimes. we are expected to be human and sensitive so we can take better care of our patients by feeling what they are going through, for their sake. and yet, we are also expected to detach ourselves from our emotions so we can take care of our patients and make intelligent decisions, also for their sake.From May's blog: About a Nurse

Vixenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14064520755523082756noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14532404.post-5403311966451948732007-11-12T21:41:00.000-08:002007-11-12T21:46:29.290-08:00

I love whoever created the Luer Lock system. My current hospital doesn't use Luer locks, they have a weird soft rubber system that you have to add a plastic blunt catheter to be able to puncture the rubber part. I think it's tedious and time consuming, and I can't wait to switch to Luer Locks again.I was trying to explain to my man how effective the needle-less system is, and how good it is

Vixenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14064520755523082756noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14532404.post-67929506336909980712007-11-08T20:24:00.000-08:002007-11-08T20:27:55.823-08:00

Okay, I'm back from across the great divide. Wow, I can't believe that you guys still check in. Thanks! I'm doing much better...believe it or not, I got out of the hospital on Friday, had the weekend to convalesce and then had to hit the floor running back to work by Monday. Because I'm 'new', HR pretty much told me that I would lose all my benefits if I don't return to work in 30 days. So back

Vixenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14064520755523082756noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14532404.post-77238853824000151842007-11-07T20:29:00.000-08:002007-11-08T20:33:16.779-08:00

I'm staring at my brand spanking new Oregon nursing license. I now have 3 RN licenses, one in CA, and another one in MD which is a compact state (it's like having the power of 13!). I have kept them all up, even though renewing around my birthday every year is a huge drain on the finances.So now I'm gearing up for the move up north. We've decided to purchase a home together, and it looks like

Vixenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14064520755523082756noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14532404.post-29555270436512595922007-10-28T17:04:00.001-07:002007-10-28T17:04:39.898-07:00

Vixen is sick she has been in the hospital for the last two weeks hopefully she will be back home this weekthis is kafo her sister

Vixenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14064520755523082756noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14532404.post-24213268611947625752007-10-22T16:44:00.000-07:002007-10-22T16:50:06.489-07:00

Okay, I have posted in a while because I've actually been a patient. I was at a branch of my Hospital but closer to my house for the last week with a severe anemic attack (H&H 4.3/12.8). Most of the time I was groggy but when I was lucid, I noticed that of all the nurses I had...I only connected with one. Everyone just came to do their job, answer the call bell and leave at the end of their shift

Vixenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14064520755523082756noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14532404.post-46931712974025395372007-10-12T04:01:00.000-07:002007-10-12T04:07:08.899-07:00

The service coordinator of all the Company hospitals found me out on the floor today and shook my hand. "I'm honored to meet you," she stated. My manager was there and they were both smiling at me benignly."Ummm, okay, yeah, nice to meet you too!" I said as I tried to extricate myself."Vixen, we just interviewed your new patient in room 12 and she's very impressed with you. She said that you two

Vixenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14064520755523082756noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14532404.post-24676290107591293562007-10-07T02:58:00.000-07:002007-10-07T03:04:31.371-07:00

Okay, I've only been back to nursing since July, and I already got made a Preceptor. Talk about fast track. The nurse I'm precepting, she's a total doll, we were actually in New Employee Orientation together. Her son is a year younger than me. I haven't precepted since I worked in Baltimore, so I was a little worried about it, but so far so good.She knows her stuff. She's solid in assessing a

Vixenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14064520755523082756noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14532404.post-12384822991830338412007-09-27T05:18:00.000-07:002007-09-27T05:25:33.022-07:00

I don't.I love the patient population, the coworkers, the connecting.I detest the systems, the paperwork and the constant lack of support.I found out this week that they are cutting out nurse assistants out of the hospital completely. Nurses will be in charge of 'the total care' of the patient. The patient load is the same---so for some brilliant reason Management decided to cut costs but cutting

Vixenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14064520755523082756noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14532404.post-44220387538717878302007-09-23T03:53:00.000-07:002007-09-23T03:57:22.133-07:00

I got 'talked to' by the assistant manager on my unit for not taking a lunch break all through my shift. I was soooo busy, running from start to finish, and I didn't even get a chance to eat. And then on top of that, to have to sit in the office and apologize for not taking a break didn't put sunshine in my day.I get that it's against the Union rules to not take a break, but if I don't have the

Vixenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14064520755523082756noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14532404.post-72642117236674163062007-09-20T05:18:00.000-07:002007-09-20T05:22:04.164-07:00

It turns out that my boss wanted to talk to me because of some paperwork that I hadn't filled out on an admission. The admit rolled into the unit 5 minutes before change of shift and I actually gave report late assessing her and settling her in. The oncoming nurse (who happens to be a lazy fiend), ended up telling me that since the admit came in I needed to do all the paperwork before I left.I

Vixenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14064520755523082756noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14532404.post-28062752986598179072007-09-18T02:33:00.000-07:002007-09-18T02:35:06.464-07:00

My boss left a message on my phone today. "Sorry to call you on your day off Vixen, but I really need to speak to you."I called him right back, and now I'm worried as all get out. I worked the whole weekend, I think I rocked out, but what if there was something I totally flubbed on and he's calling me about it? I know that it's not good to worry and I should just wait until I go in tomorrow, but

Vixenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14064520755523082756noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14532404.post-42395723532183040082007-09-17T04:59:00.000-07:002007-09-17T05:00:43.411-07:00

Vixenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14064520755523082756noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14532404.post-44033803500093605392007-09-13T19:50:00.000-07:002007-09-13T19:58:15.074-07:00

I had come to work early, eager to start the day after 7 days off. I was still in report, trying to get information on my patients when the charge nurse came in to tell me that I had an admission rolling in. Grrrrrr! Deciding to settle my admit, I took to the floor to meld with the chaotic activity going on. I hadn't even gotten a transfer report from the outgoing nurse or the nurse that had her

Vixenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14064520755523082756noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14532404.post-58616381468967715032007-09-08T01:05:00.000-07:002007-09-08T01:06:47.337-07:00

I haven't worked in daaaaays! Although I kinda feel guilty for leaving my coworkers in a lurch, I haven't had a vacation since I started working and my body needed a break from the stress. I don't complain that much about my job---I'm just glad to be in nursing, but sometimes the bureaucracy and paper pushing gets to me big time. I'm glad to be home pushing my own papers around.I'm going back on

Vixenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14064520755523082756noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14532404.post-18636413136257594162007-09-06T20:51:00.001-07:002007-09-06T20:51:16.663-07:00

I'm baaaack! Now I have to unpack, do laundry and come back to blog:)

Vixenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14064520755523082756noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14532404.post-38994072305634368422007-08-23T05:21:00.000-07:002007-08-23T05:27:32.857-07:00

Why is it that nurses fight/argue and bicker over the assignment? It doesn't matter how you split the patient's up, at the end of the day you are still going to be tired and exhausted...so what's the big deal?I've never been one to jostle for an assignment. Of course, if I was here the day before, I would expect as much of the same patients as possible but if I wasn't? Then I'm easy. I feel that

Vixenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14064520755523082756noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14532404.post-7404312189752247282007-08-20T04:01:00.000-07:002007-08-20T04:05:22.097-07:00

I got 3 hugs from my patient's today. I had 5 in total, so getting 3 hugs is off the shiznit! I know that as medical professionals we don't like actually getting that physically close to people, but one of my lil old ladies was going through it and just needed a shoulder to vent on. Consoling her was my first hug, and the second was my patient thanking me for such 'excellent care'. She said to me

Vixenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14064520755523082756noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14532404.post-66277586101682381722007-08-15T04:36:00.000-07:002007-08-15T04:58:21.586-07:00

Why is it so hard for nurses to connect with their patient? I know alot of nurses 'think' they are connecting, but in actuality, until you've been a patient, I think it's hard to understand what the patient is going through. We are so occupied with our lists, our assessments, charting and routines that we don't even take the time out to chill with our patients, to talk to them, understand a

Vixenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14064520755523082756noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14532404.post-67275905225752713442007-07-29T18:07:00.000-07:002007-07-29T18:16:23.954-07:00

My first assignment on my first day of clinical orientation was a combative patient. My preceptor gave her to me saying that, "she kicks, she cusses, but I think you should know how to handle a difficult patient."Sure thing. I'm flexible. I got report from the night shift nurse and expected to meet frankly, the Mr. Hyde of all patients. When I went into the room for my first assessment, she was

Vixenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14064520755523082756noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14532404.post-13562748940638052682007-07-22T22:38:00.000-07:002007-07-22T22:39:13.986-07:00

True happiness is... to enjoy the present, without anxious dependence upon the future. ~Lucius Annaeus SenecaI was on the phone with all my sisters today and the younger ones both stated that I sounded so happy. It wasn't just because I was having a good day, (actually, I had just gotten back from work and it was an insanely chaotic day and I was tired as all get

Vixenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14064520755523082756noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14532404.post-53454260189454597202007-07-09T18:37:00.000-07:002007-07-09T18:46:31.295-07:00

Today was the first day at my new official job. I happened to meet a new grad as I stood waiting for the elevator and we clicked instantly and chilled for the whole day. It's interesting how people from diverse places and backgrounds can all fall under the wonderful umbrella of nursing and fit in somehow.I learned that no matter how inexperienced I think I am, there is always someone that knows

Vixenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14064520755523082756noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14532404.post-52347982260184534792007-07-03T07:56:00.000-07:002007-07-03T08:04:30.741-07:00

I'm taking today off. I've worked 4 of the last 4 nights and my body is screaming...I want some night-time melanin giving sleep!Yesterday was the first night I realized that all the petty foolishness that exists when women work together still exists in nursing. I worked on a rehab unit, and it was really ugly. The nurses was click-ish, the charge nurse was a royal BITCH..(even the patients

Vixenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14064520755523082756noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14532404.post-56516006143735541282007-06-23T03:08:00.000-07:002007-06-23T23:04:18.243-07:00

I made it. My first day back was a breeze. Well at least that was after I had a panic attack in the garage downstairs and the Boyfriend had to talk me out of. I was so petrified, with good cause to. In the alternate universe I existed in, the one in my head, I thought I wouldn't know how to do anything and everyone would laugh at me for being a total ditz until I ran from the unit, ashamed,

Vixenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14064520755523082756noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14532404.post-5596578927820167072007-06-20T03:01:00.000-07:002007-06-20T03:05:53.947-07:00

Tomorrow is my first day back into nursing. And I'm scared out of my mind. I'm nervous like it was my first day in school. I can't really fathom why I'm so antsy...well probably because I go from being inactive in nursing for 2 years to straight on a floor as an agency nurse with the lives of 4 people dependent on my skills.Don't get me wrong, it's not like I haven't prepared---I've done ACLS,

Vixenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14064520755523082756noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14532404.post-20594144825708435152007-06-19T02:40:00.000-07:002007-06-18T02:18:47.647-07:00

I got it!!! WOOHOO!! Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah!!!I just got the phone call and pending work approval, I'm in like Flynn. And they are offering pay commiserate with my previous experience, putting me on the level of a year 4 nurse (when I actually only have 3.5 years backed with 2 years of no nursing, so that's great! I'm so giddy and excited that I don't even know what I'm going to do with myself

Vixenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14064520755523082756noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14532404.post-2418257081237834802007-06-17T02:37:00.000-07:002007-06-17T02:40:01.701-07:00

Remember last week when I was whining (and I use that word most sparingly) about the job interview that I tanked the week I fell sick? Well, today I had another one with a hospital in Oakland on the same kind of unit that I used to work in back East. I had so much angst heading over there because although it's been 2 weeks since the Interview Freeze I still hadn't gotten my confidence back. I

Vixenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14064520755523082756noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14532404.post-53833626547910895372007-06-09T21:26:00.000-07:002007-06-09T21:47:25.223-07:00

I'm still working on my website, but let me tell you about my first lousy interview. There was a job fair in a hospital about 4 miles from my house. I went there on Saturday about six weeks ago, thinking about filling out an application and turning in my resume alone. The HR people were really excited with me and passed me straight through to interview WITH A POTENTIAL MANAGER.Holy Mary and the

Vixenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14064520755523082756noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14532404.post-63263446385386042792007-05-03T01:40:00.000-07:002007-06-03T01:47:24.853-07:00

I've had this blog forever, but have never really written anything about nursing until now. The last 2 years have been such a hurdle for me, and the only thing that took a huge backseat was nursing. However this year marked the beginning of my return, the return into my element, my calling, my heart's joy.The purpose of this blog is mainly to chronicle my journey, experiences and the characters

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Place Holder post. This site is under construction.Please visit one of my other blogs.http://muse-cafe.blogspot.com Online Personal Journalhttp://vixentales.blogspot.com Dating Handbook

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Constant attention by a good nurse may be just as important as a major operation by a surgeon ~ Dag HammarskjoldIt's been 4 and a half years. On my first day of orientation, on of the more seasoned nurses had suggested us to keep a journal. Because Nursing is an adventure, a journey and that whenever you look back, you will realize how much you have grown, and how far you still have to go.This is

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