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The perpetual student

nurse . writer . geek

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January 2016

Deep breath

Today was my second day working on the ward, and last day with the training wheels on. I feel so excited! I can see what I can potentially be, the areas I need to concentrate on. Moving from aged care, the challenges are completely different. Even things I thought I might find less foreign are different. Behaviour issues that I thought would be similar, aren’t. The way we deal with them, is not the way they are addressed in aged care. Time management, something that was my strong point, now needs to be moulded to fit new priorities and patient needs. Everything is so similar, and so very different. I love it!
I can honestly say, even after two days, the support and encouragement I’ve already received from my co-workers in navy scrubs *eeek* has been amazing. I can promise that I’m going to do everything I can to supercede their (and my) expectations. I think in this case *cliche alert* a change really is as good as a holiday! 

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Every day Carry

If you’ve been paying attention to the news, you may have seen the reports of major bushfires in Victoria. While this is nothing new, it made me think of something that preppers are known for. The Bug out Bag. It’s that bag that we who believe in preparedness are mocked for by those who have no idea what it really is. Everybody, in one shape or other, has a bug out bag, or if you like, it’s younger sister the every-day carry bag. Some are just poorly equipped. Men have their wallets, women have their handbags Soldiers.. well NO-ONE is more equipped than they are.

I have two bags now. I have my BOB in my car, something that if I didn’t have, I would have had to turn in my apocalypse card. As a nurse though, I’ve had to carry what amounts to an EDC. In aged care, this was a pouch that consisted of ID, scissors, tape, pens (many, many pens), Handover sheet, alcohol (swabs!! gee, I’m a little more professional than that!) and I usually throw a simple dressing in there at the start of the shift. trust me, it’s needed more often than not, and having it on me saves a lot of time!

I was looking through my pouch this morning though. Thinking about what I would have to change going into the hospital. As of an hour ago, it is almost three times as thick. Just from what I have at home, I’ve found room for my stethoscope torch and diary. I have no idea what else I’m going to have to make room for in there or what I won’t be using as much of. I have so many things I would love to take with me (My ‘nursing for dummies’ first and foremost among these).

That’s my EDC. Are there any nurses out there who have suggestions on what to add to my EDC? What is something you have in yours that you never use? Do you have a non-nursing EDC or your own BOB?

Actually,  maybe don’t list your name if you have a BOB. I’m pretty sure there are Neegans out there taking advantage of pre-apocalypse information and taking a list of potential ‘cash-cows’. There is already a possibility that I’m going to be getting some nasty comments from nurses who have know their EDC is priceless and are not happy that I painted a target on their back.

I will leave you with a small tip though. When the SHTF, make sure you have a nurse or a doctor with you. Trust me, you’ll need them in your group.

 

AFTERWORD: Ha! How’s that for multi-tasking, nursing, zombies and prepper talk all wrapped up in one neat little package!

Three More Days!!!!

Day one of my new career is so close now. I am so ‘nurited’! I like that description. It a combination of nervous and excited while sounding close enough to neurotic to be apt.

While I am hoping that it won’t take too long for me to get comfortable in new scrubs -literal and metaphorical- I know the adjustment will be less than easy. I decided that I would write this so I would have some ‘baseline obs’. Something to look back on and measure progress by.

I think at the moment, my biggest fear is that the skills I’ve spent years learning have been smothered (too harsh?) by my years in aged care. I’m good at that. I know I have the technical knowledge. I know that I’ve studied everything I need to know. What if I forget it all? Can I put on a good enough act that my patients don’t pick up on my nerves? Will I be able to transfer my time management into such a different platform?

I’m not going to answer any of these yet. That can wait until I have more than assumptions and self-platitudes to base those answers off. Plus, I’m sure there will be more worries and freak outs to come and tack themselves onto the list. Like how it took years to feel comfortable with making friends in my last job. Am I back to square one? Should I be stocking up on books for the break room again?
Time will tell I guess. Am I the only one who freaks out with big changes? Leave me a note, tell me I’m imagining it, or the last time you had a major freak out.
Really, I wasn’t even this anxious at my book launch! Given, the only lives at risk there were fictional, and mine to do with as I please.

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