Posts filed under: Confessions of a Nurse

Rocked A Personal Goal: Part 2

  I never thought I would ever run a half-marathon, but I did. Sunday I ran my second half-marathon. Okay, “run” is used loosely. I ended up walking quite a bit, which I am chalking up to my oh-so-recent kidney... Read More

Book Knowledge vs. Experiential Knowledge

As a nurse, I have a lot of book knowledge about health, pathophysiology, pharmacotherapies, diagnostic tests, blah, blah, blah. I do not have a lot of personal experiential knowledge with these things. Yes, I have taken care of many patients,... Read More

Bitter Pain. Sweet Relief.

Bitter pain. Should be asleep. Left lower quadrant. Sirens nearing in. Stabbing. Stabbing. Burning. Make it stop. Neighbors take the kids. Family close by. Paramedics asking questions. Pressing. Pressing. Rocking. Make it stop. Fentanyl. Bright lights of the ER. Others... Read More

Musings of Management & Maintenance

I learned in nursing school that nursing management and nursing leadership are not the same. Indeed, they are not. I have the opportunity – yes, opportunity – to work in both roles in my current position. I must say, I... Read More

Home-Worker

Like many today (okay, maybe not like many nurses), I work from home on occasion. Sometimes my children are home and other times they are not. Since I do not routinely work from home and there is no real workspace... Read More

Being Me is Much Easier than Being You

Why can’t I lead like that? Wish I had her fashion sense. I wonder what people would say if I acted like that? Maybe I should change my approach to be more like his? Remember to say it like that... Read More

Jargon Invasion

As I have mentioned before, I have been working on my diet and physical activity over the past eight months. I have lost quite a bit of weight, and I’m slowly edging in on my goal weight. I’ll reach it... Read More

The Art of Nursing: The Canvas of Me

All this time I thought I – the nurse – was the artist, orchestrating a beautiful symphony of care and shaping programs into works of both form and function. As I spoke with a colleague about yesterday’s post, I divulged... Read More

Hold Her Hand

I held her head forward as she vomited blood time and time again. All I managed to do otherwise was look at her frightened husband and say, “Mr. K., hold her hand.” He did.   I started my night shift... Read More

Second Opinions are Hard for Nurses, Too

As a nurse, I routinely tell friends who inquire of a diagnosis that it’s okay to get a second opinion. As an oncology nurse, if one of my friends or family received a cancer diagnosis, I’d definitely say see another... Read More