Nursing Parts of Speech

Who knew that "toilet" was a verb?
Toileting, an activity of daily living. 
A person can toilet, or a nurse can assist with toileting.  


Lesson learned.  Nurses change parts of speech on a whim. 


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A Brief Comparison

Words from one of my most recent patients:
"I am a ninja jedi ... George Jetson invented electricity ... I can count colors on my fingers"


This week, I've been thinking a lot about how this degree, the BSN, is different from my previously earned degree, the B.S. (letters which comprise my favorite double entendre).

1. My test grades are significantly better.  That's always a plus.  I think this is because of the style, modeled after the NCLEX.  It's much easier for me to choose the "best possible answer" or "top nursing priority" than it is for me to remember the mechanism of an organic chemical reaction.   
2. I really like my schedule.  I have lecture on Mondays and Fridays, clinical on Tuesdays,  and labs on Wednesdays and Thursdays.  Sure, most people don't like to sit in one classroom for six hours, but I'd personally rather just get it out of the way for the rest of the week.  
3. The nursing program is significantly less cut-throat than the biology program is.  I have made more friends in four weeks of nursing than I did in four years of biology. 

So far, so good!

The only downside I've found up to this point, is that I am not used to having all of these group projects. This would be fine in a group of four or five.  But, these projects are in groups of ten (my clinical group).  It's really hard to get everyone's input, and I am a bit of a control freak.  But, what can I say? When it's for a grade, someone has to be the one to keep the assignment organized and the group on track!  

I also need to keep in mind that since I have already taken two years of upper level classes, my pace is a little fast with some of the assignments.  Note to self*:  the people in your clinical are juniors in college.  Take a breath, and slow down.  

Overall, I am really enjoying the BSN program!  I am looking forward to the upcoming semesters, when the topics are more focused and the material is a little more challenging (I'm sure I'll want to kick myself later for wishing that upon myself...oh well!) 

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Testing My Knowledge & Testing My Ability to Resist Temptation

I am happy to report that I'm getting a handle on my test anxiety. With so many tests back to back, you kind of get used to it...and if you did panic, it would literally consume your life.

I am also happy to report that I resisted temptation and studied for today's tests instead of watching the Grey's Anatomy and Private Practice premiers. That is truly saying something, for me.

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You never know who's standing right next to you.

As a nursing student, you meet all types of people.  

If you didn't have a chart with patient history, you'd never know that you were standing next to a diabetic, a chain smoker (although you might smell that...), or a sex offender. 

This became apparent to me over the past week.  

While you want to treat each patient with the same level of respect, you must also err on the side of caution to protect yourself and those around you.  This becomes even more pertinent in the mental healthcare setting.  Men and women with dangerous paraphilias, poor impulse control, or a history of violence are everywhere.  It is our job as nurses to look beyond the potential danger to provide the highest level of care.  

On a lighter note, now begins crunch time - the week where the exams begin.  I am interested to see how my scores will pan out, since the format of all of our tests will mimic the NCLEX.  This week, I'll have a psych exam and a math exam.  Next week will include a health assessment lecture exam and a nursing foundations exam.  

To add one more tier to the levels of potential stress, next week will be the last nursing therapeutics lab...which means it's time for therapeutics clinical: bed baths, enemas, catheters, meds, IVs, and more.  The fact that I will have had only five "weeks" of training beforehand is unsettling.  I just keep crossing my fingers that my clinical instructor won't eat her young :) 

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Getting Into the Swing

Well, it's week three and things have been going pretty well.


The first two weeks of nursing school were pretty uneventful, but that's probably been a good way to ease us in.  Week one was orientation and HIPAA, HIPAA, HIPAA.  Week two was a lot of review and common sense information, with the exception of Nursing Therapeutics lab.  It's amazing how many skills we're learning in so short a time!  






I've also been to two clinicals for psychiatric nursing.  So far, I have done an intake assessment on a male patient with schizoaffective disorder.  This was slightly uncomfortable because I have never dealt with mental illness firsthand.  Asking a stranger extremely personal questions upon first meeting them is uncomfortable (although I should get over that soon, considering my future career), but asking someone who is manic is entirely different!  From your average stranger, you would expect an embarrassed mumble or a blush when they're asked if they've ever experienced physical, emotional, or sexual abuse.  However, with a patient with mental illness, you never know what response you'll get.  For example, my patient was laughing one minute, sobbing the next, and laughing again thirty seconds later.  It's slightly unsettling.  


However, overall, I was lucky because my patient was quite friendly and didn't seem to be bothered by my incessant questioning.  He was really sweet!  He was a great first patient to have, because he reminded me that underneath all the lability and mania, is just a person with a disease.  There is a real stigma attached to those with mental illness.  If someone has heart disease, no one judges them; if someone has an under-active thyroid, no one judges them.  So, why is it that a person diagnosed with "dysfunction of brain chemistry" is deemed an untouchable?  What is it about our culture that creates this prejudice?  I just hope that my attitude toward my patient was enough to put him at ease while I was interviewing him, and was enough to show him that I was there to listen and not judge.  


At lunch, a different male patient brought me a sweet tea, so I must be doing something right :) 


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