Thoughts on Awareness…
I often
find myself writing “RN aware”, “Dr. aware"…at the same time that I am reminded
what awareness really means… I don’t believe that being told factual information
equates awareness, and I don’t believe that awareness or being aware is as
simple as being told something. Knowing is very different than awareness, as is
understanding.
Self awareness
This is
something that I always think I know 100 percent. I know me, if nothing else in the world exists, I know that I see,
I feel, I hear, I taste, I smell, and I do.
I am learning that even 100 percent certainty can change….and this frustrates
me! To accept that I fully admitted to being completely 100 percent certain
that I wanted to be a NICU nurse and to now experience a slight shift in my desires….is fascinating. Only change is
certain in this life. I am beginning to admit to MYSELF that…..well…there is A
LOT that I want to do. I do want to be a NICU nurse, but I want to be so much
more…. I want travel!, I am passionate about humanity…I love babies, but I am
passionate about all people. Women, and
family, and equality. health promotion, illness prevention, health “awareness”
for everyone…. Global health and equality is a very profound part of my nature.
I make mistakes….I am learning….and not just how to be a Nurse, but how to be a
30 year old single working parent, in full time school, dealing with health
issues……I mean I am living my life, inside these circumstances, consciously
aware of how I am limited, as well as elevated, due to those “facts”. I am
aware that I have a lot of growing to do as a Nurse, but I know that it is more
of a growing “into” as opposed to a becoming…I am self aware enough to know
that nursing is not a choice for me, it’s what I am meant to do……If I could
only be aware of where I leave the MAR….we’d be on a roll!
I see an
image when I look the mirror and I interpret it……based on my whole life, everything that I have ever
been told, how I have felt, what I value, what I fear, what I hope and wish
for, what I expect and what I feel I am lacking. How could I imagine for one
second that everyone who looks at me doesn’t also form an opinion based on all
of those things in their life? Maybe I remind them of someone, maybe someone
that they miss, or love, or despise….but being aware of them, and trying to
comprehend how I am impacting others, has led me to forget how my awareness of
their awareness might be changing how I come across…complicated? YES. So back
to basics this week. I took the time to evaluate what I was bringing into the
room….into the relationship…what was my purpose? And I learned that a Nurses
purpose is undefined….that’s the difference between a Dr. and a nurse….. a Dr
is there to give answers, to diagnose, to treat…..a nurse is there to ask all
the questions that you are too afraid to ask, and all the questions that you
think are not important. A nurse is there to observe…..to notice slight
changes, in your mood, your attitude, your skin colour. A nurse is there to be aware…and to gain that awareness through
experience not just through someone elses’s words in a chart.
Global awareness and
beyond
This week
the awareness started with myself. How can I be more aware? What does that even
mean? What changes when I choose to become fully aware of myself? My
patients? My neighbors? My family? The
world? What do I have to accept to allow true awareness into my life and what
will that change in me as a nurse?
In need of a break
I am very
aware that I need a real break. More from school than from nursing….I am tired
and I can not wait for the end of this level. Level 3 was great, for sure!
Kids, babies, mommies, and mental health…all stuff I truly love…..immunology =
not love….and I truly hated jumping from one ward to the next and then the next
and being expected to be proficient at ANYTHING in 4 weeks…..we were the
perpetual new kids, no time to really get comfortable….not an easy feeling for
me. I learned a huge amount, but I didn’t get a chance to fully experience everything
that I learned about. My next 4 week rotation is going to be in Central
America, away from pbl papers that are never ever perfect, and far FAR away
from immunology lectures that I just can not grasp, no matter how much I want
to understand. This is the half way mark……must…..keep…..gooiiinn…..Ah forget
it, I’m going to bed. Tonight I pray to the immunology gods that somewhere in
this brain of mine….enough has been retained to get me through the final exam.
xoxo
Alana- Student Nurse
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