Happy Anniversary!

It’s been a while since I last posted on this blog. I opted for hiatus to focus on my career.

Yes guys, this is good news! In one of my previous notes, I’ve shared my frustrations about my career. Well, I used those frustrations to make a move and act on my dreams. I am taking my steps now.

I left my career as a company nurse and pursued my passion in writing. I landed on a copywriting job and the good thing is, I never left my profession. Cool, right? I was given the chance to be a Nursing Copywriter and develop Nursing manuals for Continuous Professional Development. I feel so blessed!

This is indeed a comeback anniversary post!

I hope you will find opportunities like this to pursue your dreams as well!

“Choose a job you love and you will never have to work a day in your life.” – Confucius

Have a Little Faith

I keep on telling myself to have faith in my career path. I have a lot of plans for my future. (Yeah, I have this feeling of 24-year-old-nurse-who-isn’t-successful.) I feel bad now. I really do. My only consolation is that at least, I am practicing my  profession.

In our country, where there is a big percentage of Registered Nurses added to the population every year, it’s really frustrating to know that the demands are less likely to give even half of those people the right job. Yes we have A LOT of nurses here and we only need a few. This results to migration to different countries like The US, UK, Middle East, Australia to work. Some would sacrifice not being with their families just to get a good paying job. (Yep, third world problems.)

I, on the other hand, didn’t choose to apply for a work abroad. I chose to stay here and accepted a job as a nurse for a government unit. I am just not sure if I’d love it here. I want to love my job. I am seeing myself getting old in this one. It is a little frustrating though, ‘cuz I wanted more than this. I wanna have a Masters degree. I wanna have a part-time job, like being a clinical instructor in a university here. So much for a goal, but I have faith that I will be able to fulfill my dreams.

 

The art of writing is the art of discovering what you believe.  -Gustave Flaubert

The Joy and Perils of Being a Nurse

It took me four years in college (for the BS Nursing degree) and a board exam to be a licensed nurse. The training doesn’t end there,though. I had to spend more bucks and time for training and additional licenses (Intravenous Therapy License, First Aid, Basic Adult Life Support,  and Advanced Cardiac Life Support) to get a job related to my profession. Sucks huh?

I remember when I was in highschool when we took an exam to determine which course to pursue in college. I excelled in Science then. My first choice wasn’t Nursing but Psychology. During my first two years, my grades in Science subjects weren’t good. Isn’t it ironic?! It was when I started the internship in hospitals when I learned to like my course.  I enjoyed staying at the hospitals, taking care of strangers. I was eager to do more nursing interventions as I learn some every time I encounter a new case (illness). I was a sucker of ‘care’. I did our group case studies myself, presented each case with enthusiasm and everyone in the group gets the credit – I didn’t mind. I was that dedicated to learn.

I had a month to review for the board exam and luckily I passed. Learning didn’t stop there. I had my first job at a big company as a clinic nurse (assigned to their client’s corporate clinics). That was when I felt that my learning stopped. I wasn’t able to practice what I have learned during my hospital internship. I was merely dispensing medicines requested by employees coming in and out of the clinic – people who refused to be given health teachings, people who thought they ‘knew’ better in treating themselves. I felt that I was useless. But I tried to love my job. I did love taking care of my patients esp those needing daily blood pressure monitoring, nebulization, wound dressing, first aid treatments. Months passed by and more cases that needed further management occurred in those offices (uncontrolled hypertension, pregnancy related bleeding, chest pains, frequent anxiety/panic attacks) and that the clinic supplies and facilities weren’t enough since we were just a primary/basic/immediate care unit. I had to refer patients to hospitals. I had lapses. Those were the times when I felt so incompetent or let’s just say that a nurse with only two hands cannot accommodate patients presenting ’emergency case’ symptoms all at the same time. I knew I had to do triage or prioritization. But people there were so hard to deal with. They demanded to be attended immediately even if they were only asking for a band aid (seriously). There was this incident that I fell short. I did my best to save 3 lives. I was alone and had more than 10 patients in the clinic, 3 of them were needing emergency treatment at a hospital. I will never forget that. It brought out the soft side of me that shouldn’t be shown when at work. I felt like an idiot that time. The ambulance didn’t respond to my call immediately and came in so late. I even tried to be an advocate to those employees. It took all the guts in me to write a letter, as a nurse, to request for a more solid emergency response team for their company (my company’s client). Turned out, I was the one who seemed ‘bad’. They covered their asses with my face. That time, I hated being a nurse. I hated my job. I hated feeling for those employees who badly needed good health care system. I hated myself for stepping up for them. I felt bad, so bad that I had to request for a leave of absence, and eventually, left the company for good. I was a coward.

I’ve been doing a marathon of Grey’s Anatomy these past few weeks. I’ve realized that things like that really happen. You can never take out a challenge in any field you’re in. Well, it is a fact that in my profession, we deal with lives. And dealing with lives isn’t something to be just taken for granted. I know this is a gift. There may be a pressure or risk (a lot of it actually) of negligence or malpractice due to clouded decisions and misjudgment at times but, I’ve realized that it’s part of the job. So long as I continue what I aim to do, more than the professional oath I took, I’m gonna be in good path. I may not get to practice what I  learned doing in the hospital setting, but I chose this career path and I’m going to continue this. I plan to enroll on grad school for Master in Occupational Health. I know no good paying job is easy. I must take pride that in my small ways, I get to save lives. I’m proud to be in the medical field. Amidst all these, I’m proud to be a Registered Nurse.

Nurse’s Notes

“What have I accomplished? Where will I be few years from now?”

I have fathomed that at my age, I haven’t done enough for my career. No updates or training, no experience in the hospital setting (employment), no post grad schooling,   nadah. I feel so frustrated.   The batch president has been left behind. I was even of of the top students then. (Which makes me more frustrated.) Some of my batch mates are working overseas, some are employed in big hospitals in the country, a few become clinical instructors, and a good number pursued Medicine and are now doctors.

I have plans for my career. Plans that for now, would just stay as a dream. I thought that I’d just continue my field – Company/Industrial Nursing. I wanted to go to grad school for Master of Occupational Health degree, but my schedule makes it not feasible at the moment. Argh! Frustrations 101.

If only someone’s willing to sponsor my education. 🙂 and that I don’t have to think of studying and working at the same time…

The Nurse

I am a registered nurse by profession. Currently practicing as a company nurse on a certain government agency.

I started blogging since high school, way back 2004, when Friendster was a fad, and it had a sub site for users – the blog. A few months after, I created a blog at Tabulas, then Blogspot, then Livejournal. I was a blog-hopper then!

My schedule during college days was quite hectic so I set aside blogging for the meantime. I had to focus on the nursing books, and extra-curricular stuff. I came back (in blogging) via Tumblr, where I posted my photos and lomographs. It was only a photo-blog and for all I knew, I forgot my words for blogging.

Why do people blog? We have a lot of blog categories nowadays. Mostly about Fashion, Food, and Travel, quite a few about Technology and Photography, and some, to rant about politics, and showbiz,etc.

During those times when I started one of my online journals, all I knew was that blogging was a means of stress-relief, a medium for expressing oneself without being judged for venting a lot.  My blog, then, was a public journal.

I wonder what happened why the revolutionized technology amp up the use of ‘blogging’, to impress people you do not like, to trash talk about other people, to spread gossip, to scam, to rant about something you’re not even familiar at – negativity at its finest! Hell yeaaaaaah!

I wanted to blog again, but with the sole purpose of what I initially knew what blogging is for. I created this ‘cuz I have a life beneath my white uniform. My boring job has nothing to do with the ideas sneaking out of my brain. I have a mind that is full of ideas to share.  Some of you might not like it, but hey this-is-my-blog-so-I-don’t-care! :))