Clinicals are, well, not as exciting as i anticipated this term. I mean we're only into the third week so anything could happen..
I guess I am so used to my teacher last term. The breath of fire constantly breathing down my back, the structured militant schedule, the unrealistic expectations and nothing less, stress and tension.. but I learned so much and in the end it was pressure that was necessary. Sometimes we need to be broken down. It brings out the truth and it certainly makes you think about things differently.. it is just what it is.
But I'm kind of bored now. Don't get me wrong, its nice to have a break from harsh words, stress and tension. One can only take so much.
I just feel like I should be doing more.. something more exciting and more thrilling than cleaning poop. I can't even begin to tell you how much poop i have encountered these past few weeks. It's part of the job... yes.. and I do it. But i want to do more!!
I did a physical assessment. I gave them a bath. I lathered up their feet with lotions and potions. I took their vitals.
I walked into each and every room on the unit, I asked each patient if they needed anything.. another bath..food.. water.. anything. i just wanted to stay busy.
then i walked into this woman's room. 3606. End stage renal disease. Diabetes. Hypertension. and one diagnosis not documented.. Lonely.
I introduced myself to her and told her who I was and why I was there. She didnt speak any English. Just Spanish. So my bilingual skills were put to the test.. my bilingual LISTENING skills that is..
I didn't talk much.
I didn't need to..
I just needed to stand there. And I did.
She unleashed. Words overlapping eachother.. barely breathing in between sentences. She spoke with such emotion and purpose. She wanted to be heard..
The reality of her words surfaced her hidden tears. It was all coming out..
She clearly felt alone.
I thought, maybe she'll have a cath I can asses or pull out. Maybe she might want a bath. Maybe she wants me to take her tray of food..
No. She said she eats "poco a poco" a little at a time. Preoccupied with the fact that she just had insulin she wanted to do things right.
But mostly she needed someone to just be there. to stand there. to listen.
All she wanted was someone to listen.
instead I wanted a treatment a procedure.
and maybe next week i will have a treatment or procedure.. then i'll wish i had her to talk to. ha.
everyone has something to teach..
you think you are there to treat and teach them but in the end they end up teaching you. moving you to tears... getting you to think about something other than yourself..
and trust me, i need that. something other than... "fill in the blank"
makes me think of life.. and how things just are and they go on. and people teach you so much along the way.
"Each contact with a human being is so rare, so precious, one should preserve it." ~Anais Nin
thank you to the woman in 3606. i hope she feels better.