<10 yrs ago I never thought I would give him a Tx
Winterbreak was fun! Went on vacation. School started and the first week was like…OUCH!!. I have so many stuff to know and im thinking how will i do this? It was like takin 3weeks of a full semester last year put in ONE WEEK of this sem. Anyways. I need to know chest assements, pharmacology, IPPB, ect..etc.
Clinicals was fun today! it was an 8 hours shift. I think if someone asked me.. “what is your worst nightmare in this job field?” I’m not afraid of blood or sticking a needle. I’m not afraid of sputum. My answer is “giving a treatment to someone you know / close to”. I have a story to tell. I went to school around the area of the hospital I am in. I walked into a patients room and by coincidence I did my first Tx of this rotation. I looked at the name and i was like “whoa!! isn’t this ____” I checked and went in the room and it was an old teacher of mine dx c pneumonia. We caught up a little bit and I gave a breathing treatment.
After it was done I walked out of the room and since I knew he was ok from my inspection it did not give me a nightmare. After I walked out of the room I was like “ok so I did a treatment and it went fine”. However when clinicals was over i drove home. I realized that it was my job / duty to carry out treatments and that was it. However I also realized by doing so, I am actually helping a patient get better. I did not think about this, this hard because I never felt how to give a treament to someone you know. It touched me and the teacher is probably thinking “wow one of my own students<10 years ago just helped me to get rid of my secretions and helped me breathe better” Who would have known all the times I turned in my homework, all the times I studied, all the times he taught the subject, all the times he dismissed the class, that I would
ONE DAY GIVE HIM A BREATHING TREATMENT?
Who would have known the quiet shy guy who sat in the corner, getting picked on ( it was before HS) would one day help the teacher breath? Back then that kid was picked on for being so quiet and why he was so smart and people always getting answers from him. Made fun of because he was always studying…however he grew out of it and doesn’t get picked on anymore.
That is amazing. . .
The end result is a well educated person who knows what he is doing and has the ability to save lives..
One of the RTs said..“well hes taking care of his teacher, the way he took care of him and made sure the student knew the material to become successful”
February 5th, 2008 at 8:55 pm
When I worked in my hometown I ran into people I knew once or twice. It’s a weird sensation, and one time I actually had to recuse myself from doing an EKG on a young lady I had gone to high school with because…it would have been too weird.
February 5th, 2008 at 9:23 pm
I had the same fear when I once worked in my home town. Although it always seems to work out fine in the end.