I love being a new nurse. I am still fresh, and learning – and I do love to learn. I think that is one of the best things about my career… you can never top out on your knowledge.
Since I am a new grad, I am starting out one on one with a preceptor on my unit. It’s her job to train me up in the way I should go. 🙂 Give me all the inside scoops as to how to roll on the floor and keep my head above water. When you are orienting, you usually start out slow and gain more and more responsibilities as time goes on. Well, on my unit times are hard right now – and we find ourselves frequently understaffed in the evenings by no fault of our own. They have hired several newbies like me to help pick up the slack eventually, but the hiring process takes awhile – not to mention the training process! As a result, my orientation has started out on the crazy side. The good news is I am the kind of girl who can roll with the punches. It’s ok with me that things don’t always go as planned. And you know what? That is kind of how nursing rolls. Even the lowest patient census can provide you a crazy night – and you just have to be able to adapt and get on with it. Get the work done. I am learning on my feet and I am ok with that. 🙂
It’s amazing to me as a new nurse just how much I don’t know. You think you are really smart coming out of nursing school (hell, I was valedictorian!) but real life nursing creates entirely new sets of challenges and skills that I have never faced before. Last week I was finally able to get my hands on a central line to draw labs. Guess how many times in nursing school I was able to play with central lines? Zero. Guess how many times I was allowed to draw blood? Zero. Real world experience is where the real learning and teaching takes place for floor nursing and it’s been a blast for me to get up in it and meet the challenges head on.
I am really blessed with a great, patient, and funny preceptor who stands by me and points me in the right direction. That’s important.
The great news is that even on these crazy nights where I don’t get to sit down and my lunch consists of cheetos and a Dr. Pepper because the Cafeteria closes at 3am — I still love it. There is no doubt in my mind that this is where I belong. I really love nursing. I really love pediatrics.