It is said that medical staff are "angels in white", doing the sacred work of saving human lives. In fact, precisely because this work involves people's lives, the "angels in white" are also under a lot of pressure.
For pediatric nurses who deal with sick babies every day, when faced with children who are not familiar with the world and only know how to cry desperately when they are in pain, and when faced with the distressed look of their parents, pediatric nurses are even more worried. Under more pressure.
Is there any difference between being a pediatric nurse and other nurses?
Being a pediatric nurse is actually the hardest job. Children will definitely cry whether they are getting injections or intravenous drips, and every parent who brings their children to see a doctor treats their children as their darlings and is extremely alert, fearing that the nurse will make a mistake and cause pain to their children. Therefore, in this situation, we nurses always feel that we are working under the close supervision of the patients' parents, and the psychological pressure is particularly high. Sometimes when a child is given an intravenous drip and the needle is inserted from the head, you have to hold down the child's head. If the child moves around, the needle will not be able to pass through. Once, the grandmother of a child brought her grandson to see a doctor. She saw us pressing the child's head like this, while the child was still crying and refused to let the nurse press it. She insisted on pressing it gently herself. However, she In this way, our work will not be carried out at all, because as long as the needle is inserted, the child will inevitably move, and if the child moves, it will definitely not succeed. Therefore, at this time we have to patiently persuade the parents of the children.
Will there be conflicts between nurses?
Each nurse has a patient she is responsible for, so the patient's medicines and other medical supplies are kept by a nurse. One day, a nurse took the patient's medicine and told another nurse that my medicine was placed here first. Later, in order to confirm, another nurse said loudly, "Hey, this is the medicine you put in." Once this sentence is heard by the patient, when the nurse injects the patient, the patient will inevitably ask repeatedly, "Nurse, is this my medicine? You're right." The patient will have a suspicious attitude towards the nurse. At this time, the nurse will be under greater pressure. It felt like I was being watched. And the nurse's stress and bad mood arose because of another nurse's question. At this time, conflicts between them are easy to occur.
Nursing work is indeed a high-risk industry. For example, when we are editors, we have to send manuscripts to the art editor in every issue. Sometimes we send the wrong files. For us, we can just send the wrong document and send it again, and it will not cause any serious problems. But for nurses, if the wrong medicine is given to the patient, etc., it may be a matter of life and death. Do you feel in this regard? Are you stressed?
There will also be pressure in this regard. Therefore, the job of a nurse requires very meticulous work and cannot be careless at all. However, there is no need to be particularly afraid of this aspect, because this work has strict operating procedures. As long as you follow the procedures meticulously, you will generally not have much trouble. The specific process is: first, the doctor writes an order to the patient, and the patient takes the order to the pharmacy to adjust the price. The pharmacist has to check whether the drugs are reasonable and whether there are any incompatibility; after the patient has taken the medicine, he takes the order to the nurse. Nurses should also pay attention to whether these drugs have any incompatibility. If they are not sure, they should check the incompatibility list. So when we are at work, we are always thinking about these things. I wonder if you have noticed that sometimes when you talk to a nurse in the hospital, it takes the nurse a long time to agree. In fact, at that time she is checking these things in her mind to see if it is right. It’s not an error. It’s a professional habit. Now even after injecting the patient, I still have to check whether there is an error.
It seems that the work of nurses we usually see is complicated. In fact, for the nurses themselves, they have very rigorous and orderly work procedures. If patients can understand this, it will reduce a lot of unnecessary worries and help the treatment proceed more smoothly.
So, how are nurses divided into specialties?
Nurses are mainly divided into emergency departments, outpatient departments and wards. Generally speaking, there are many emergencies and critical situations, which require nurses with particularly agile hands and feet to handle them. Outpatient clinics and wards are also exposed to various diseases. Since the medical equipment used in the obstetrics and gynecology department is quite different from other departments, it is separated separately.
So, as an emergency nurse, will you often be exposed to critical situations, such as death, etc. Will this cause psychological harm?
We have seen this situation too many times, and there will be no psychological harm. If so, it may have been the first time I saw this situation during my internship just after graduating from school. Gradually, as I saw more of them, I no longer felt scared.
So after doing this work for so many years and experiencing so much life and death, has it had any impact on your attitude towards life?
I think the biggest impact is that people should cherish life. There are many people who have such a strong desire to live, but there is no way. They lost their lives, so I don’t understand why there are so many people who are living well but want to commit suicide. I should be ashamed of consuming life. Feel.
I once met a young man who went to the Yellow River to play. The Yellow River is different from ordinary beaches. One foot is deep and the other is shallow. When he stepped in, there was still mud under his feet. , however, one step forward with the other foot turned out to be a bottomless abyss. Later, when the person was rescued and sent to the hospital, the doctor diagnosed him as dead. I really couldn't believe it when I saw it, because in my impression, the dead people were all pale and lifeless, but the young man in front of me had a ruddy face, broad arms, and even the thick soles of his feet. It was still bloody, and I couldn't believe it. Seeing that such a lively and energetic person was already dead. I was still thinking, doctor, please stop making the wrong diagnosis. I also looked at his pupils, and they were already dead. He spread out and felt the carotid artery, which had stopped beating. At that time, I really couldn't accept it psychologically and felt that life was too fragile. Therefore, my biggest realization is that life is too precious and each of us should cherish it.
So, in addition to these pressures, what other pressures do you think are the greater pressures in the nursing industry?
I think the biggest pressure I feel is the pressure of career development, because the scope of the nursing industry is too narrow, and it is an industry that supports young people but not the elderly, such as those of my age. , in our industry, we should be regarded as nurse grandmothers. Nurses are different from doctors. Doctors are 23 or 24 years old after graduating from college, while nurses are just 18 or 19 years old when they graduate from nursing school. They are still young. Our industry has very high requirements on vision. For example, when doing puncture, you have to be able to see the blood vessels clearly, especially for children. Their blood vessels are so thin. I could see them just now, but I can’t see them after a while. My eyes are now... Not particularly good. Therefore, some people now change careers, and after they change, they will have nothing to do with this industry.
Is it possible for a nurse to become a doctor?
The possibility is not impossible, but you can only achieve it by going to school. For example, for me, I started working right after graduating from nursing school and had never learned any high school knowledge. Now that I am so old and have a family and children, it is very difficult for me to study. Moreover, the salary of nurses is very low. I only earned more than 1,000 yuan in some hospitals while working very hard. However, some large public hospitals are okay, and the salary of some nurses can reach more than 4,000. Therefore, I also feel a lot of pressure to survive.
In addition, in the hospital, we sometimes often encounter patients like this. When they come to the hospital, they feel that everything is centered on themselves. If the nurse is busy with other patients, a little If you ignore him for a while, he will immediately yell, "I spent money to come to you to see a doctor. What's your attitude?" In this case, some nurses who know how to deal with things will say: "Don't worry first. Sit down and drink some water. You seem to be in a hurry. Others are also in a hurry. Just wait for a while and it will be fine." Sometimes the nurse would just swallow her anger.
Is it possible that the nurse cannot help but quarrel with the patient? Normally not, because as long as there is a dispute, it must be the nurse's fault, and at least he will be named and criticized at the meeting. In fact, both medical staff and patients will have their own difficulties from different standpoints. I hope that both sides can give each other more understanding and better harmonize the relationship between doctors and patients.
A few days ago, a girl of about four years old came to our pediatric department. She was dressed in tatters, with a small face as big as a palm and a pair of big, twinkling eyes. She was pretty. She didn’t like to talk, maybe. Fear of unfamiliar surroundings. The little girl was accompanied by two elderly people in their 70s. They never saw the child's parents on the day she was hospitalized. At that time, I was thinking that maybe the child's parents had gone out to work, but there was nothing bigger than a child being sick.
Later I learned that the girl had no parents. The two old people were her closest relatives. One month after she was born, she was brought up by her grandmother. Her father unfortunately passed away due to myocardial infarction, and her mother had Schizophrenia, coupled with the stimulation of the little girl's father's death, her mother committed suicide. Leaving behind young children and elderly parents, the white-haired people sent the black-haired people away. I really don’t know how these two old people survived.
The little girl was very sensible but also had low self-esteem. Once she was playing in the children's play area of ??the ward after her infusion. A child who was slightly one year older than her snatched her toy. She was so angry that she cried. Other children can act coquettishly to their parents, but she can only seek comfort from her grandmother. I said to her: "Don't cry. Auntie will bring you new toys later. When you recover, you can go to school to play with your classmates." She said none of her classmates would play with her. She felt very distressed when she heard this, but couldn't find a suitable reason to comfort her. Suddenly she thought of a candy in her pocket and carefully fed it to her. At this time, she smiled happily. It turned out that the little girl didn't want much. I just want to be cared about by others, and I want to tell her that life is bitter, but there are also sweet moments. The age that should have been innocent and innocent was filled with low self-esteem, which was very sad and helpless. A week later, her condition improved and she was discharged from the hospital. I really hope that girls can become confident when they grow up and not be affected by low self-esteem!
My little baby got septicemia when he was one month old. He stayed in the pediatric department for more than two months and had to draw blood every three days. Those little nurses probably pricked his body every time because of their lack of experience. After receiving the injection, they said they couldn't find Xiaobao's blood vessel. The most common time was that after seven needles were inserted into Xiaobao's body for an hour, he still couldn't find the blood vessel. Xiaobao cried in pain, and finally the head nurse inserted it in one go.
One night a little girl came in, about 4 or 5 years old. Because the child was struggling so hard, the nurse couldn’t find the blood vessel after inserting three injections. The child kept crying, and the adults next to her scolded the nurse. , the little nurse just said that it was difficult for the child to get an injection if he moved around, but he was slapped a few times and scolded that he should not be a nurse if he was not good at skills. We did not pay to see the child suffer. I really felt for that young child at that time. The girl feels wronged. Being a nurse is just her job, and she is just a little girl. I really don’t know where those people get their sense of superiority.
Haha, I am a man, not a pediatric nurse, but I still meet There have been one or two more funny things. One time I took my child for an injection and saw a nurse giving an injection to a baby. The baby was crying so loudly that it shook the world. This nurse has relatively large breasts. In the rush, two of the top buttons of the nurse's uniform were opened. You ask me how I saw them? They're all men, you know. The child was crying, and suddenly he (or she) lay on the nurse's chest, pushed in hard, and grabbed randomly with his hands. I won't say where exactly.
The nurse's face turned red with embarrassment, but she was very professional and did not run away. The parents of the family were also stunned, especially the father, who was so dumbfounded that his eyes never left the nurse. Later, the child's mother hurriedly pulled the child back, took off her shirt to feed the child, and slapped the man in the face. The nurse calmly buttoned the button and continued to inject.
When my baby was 45 days old, because he did not gain weight, he was hospitalized for ten days. He had to undergo blood tests and receive retention injections because the baby was too thin (seven pounds). Even after several injections, he was not given any injections. When I went in, I cried so much that I didn't complain about the nurses. They were actually very anxious, but they didn't do it on purpose. Parents should give them some confidence. I really feel that the pediatric nurses are working too hard. They basically go to check the room once an hour and ask about the amount of milk intake, whether they have passed stool, and what their body temperature is. . Thank you to the nurses for taking care of my little baby during those ten days. .
Answers are invited.
As a pediatric nurse who has been working for seven years, I have experienced many strange things. Here I will talk about one of the more unforgettable things.
A very beautiful little girl lived in Corey, with big twinkling eyes, curved eyelashes, and two big dimples on her cheeks when she smiled.
Angel, this word flashed in my mind the first time I saw her.
Unfortunately, God is jealous of beauty. The little girl has been diagnosed with congenital heart disease for more than three years. Beautiful children have a heart of glass. We are all so sad...
This hospitalization was due to infection. Without timely treatment, signs of heart failure appeared.
During the ward rounds, the director opened the little girl’s medical records and his face became solemn.
Why was he not hospitalized in time? If he had come a step later, Hua Tuo would not be able to save your family again. child!
No, no, it’s not that we don’t treat the disease, it’s that this child is too skinny. He just endures it by himself when he feels uncomfortable, and never tells us that we are busy working in the fields again, this child!
His father muttered, his dark face covered with vicissitudes of life, he rubbed his hands, his chapped hands became redder and redder,
Her mother died early, she I got such a disease again, and all my family’s savings were spent. This child is sensible and usually doesn’t say anything when he has minor problems. I didn’t expect this time. Doctor, please save my child. Even if I risk my life, I can make the child feel better. Some...
As we listened, none of us, including the director, said a word. We all left the ward silently. Anyone who saw such a scene would feel sad and sad...
But the little girl is very optimistic and cooperative. She always smiles and says to our medical staff,
Nurse, I don’t feel any pain. I am not afraid of injections and infusions at all.
Auntie, I am almost recovered and can be discharged from the hospital.
Auntie, my dad buys me delicious meals every day, but he doesn’t even eat them himself.
Auntie, when I grow up, I must be good to my dad.
The little girl’s words both warm people’s hearts and impact everyone’s heart. In this bustling city, with its bustling traffic and peaceful singing and dancing, who could know that behind this prosperity, there is endless desolation.
The hospital is the place where one can best see through the human heart. Here, love and hate are performed, life and death are performed, devils and angels, heaven and hell are performed.
Okay, let’s get down to business, here’s the crux of the story.
At noon that day, after work, I changed into plain clothes and walked home. There were many restaurants around the hospital. Patients who were hospitalized at noon would choose to buy food at the restaurants surrounding the hospital. Cheap and affordable.
As soon as I walked out of the hospital, I saw the little girl’s father arguing with the restaurant owner from a distance. The restaurant owner was still pushing him. The little girl’s father was pushed so hard that he almost sat down. on the ground.
I hurried over to help him, but the owner of the restaurant was still pushing him,
You old man, you come here every day to pick up bargains, selling you a bowl of rice and a bowl of vegetables for 10 yuan. Money, I pity you, but you still have to add two bowls of rice. This old man got the advantage and behaved well...
The little girl's father trembled with his hands, and the 10 yuan in his hand stood conspicuously. .
Boss, let’s do this. Give me two portions of rice and two portions of vegetables, both of which are packed.
The boss immediately smiled and said, "Okay, please wait a moment."
In less than five minutes, the two meals have been packed. Please take it and walk slowly...
I took the two portions of rice and put them in the hands of the little girl’s father. , you take it and go back to eat.
The little girl’s father shied away, saying, “I can’t ask for it. You already take care of us enough. I can’t ask for anything more. I’ll just eat rice. My girl can’t live without vegetables.”
I put the food in his hand and you take it. If you don’t eat it, I can’t finish it by myself, so just eat it for me.
I turned my head and left. I really didn’t have the courage to look at his cloudy eyes, dark face, and chapped hands. I was like a deserter...
But There is still a picture in my mind,
The old father finished a box of free rice, and then gave the remaining box of rice and vegetables to the little girl.
Eat, girl, dad has already eaten outside...
Later, on the day the little girl was discharged from the hospital, my colleague gave me 20 yuan and said, this is the little girl’s What dad gave you, he said he would give it back to you.
I clutched the money like a hot iron, burning my hands and burning my heart.
A long time later, I was thinking, what did my 20 yuan redeem, what did it redeem my heart? Or does it solve other people's urgent needs? Or is it to show your selflessness?
No, I always feel guilty.
Shi Tiesheng once said: As far as fate is concerned, there is no question of fairness.
So, where is the road to salvation for all unfortunate fates?
If wisdom and understanding can lead us to find the road to salvation, can all people gain such wisdom? And understanding?
I often think that ugly women create beautiful women.
I often think that it is the fool who points out the wise man.
I often think that cowards are the foil for heroes.
I often think that sentient beings saved the Buddha.
Answers are invited.
The hospital is a testing ground for the human heart, especially pediatrics.
I have been working in pediatrics for almost ten years. I have encountered many strange things, but there is only one incident that I remember deeply...
Ten years ago, I was assigned to the Department of Pediatrics, and I was very emotional at the time. My boyfriend had just broken up with me, and then, I was assigned to such a department again.
On the day of the report, it was a hot summer day. I wore a red dress, which was almost the same color as the sun. Red is good, it wards off evil spirits and is festive. I needed this way to hide my inner anxiety.
Everything went smoothly after that. Maybe it was psychological. I always felt that the red dress I wore on the day of the report brought me good luck.
However, this good luck did not last long, and something happened that completely defeated me.
It was raining lightly that day. When I took over the shift, Corey was already in a mess. He had an asthma attack and the corridor was full of patients with coughs, wheezing, and laryngitis. One of our directors and a doctor on duty kept Walk among patients.
I didn’t even raise my head, couldn’t bear to drink the water, and my throat was almost speechless. Finally, at two o’clock in the morning, I was finally done...
The three of us were all I collapsed on the chair from exhaustion, but fortunately the patients were all safe...
I was just about to pick up the water glass, but I heard someone shouting, doctor, come quickly, my child is dying...
Doctor, doctor
We rushed over and saw a father holding an ashen-looking child, about one year old.
Doctor, please help my child quickly. He ate a peanut and it got stuck in his throat. He can't breathe. Doctor, please save my child quickly.
After the director finished reading, he found that the child had no breathing or heartbeat and was already dead. It was meaningless to use the Heimlich maneuver or tracheotomy to rescue him.
The bedside electrocardiogram showed that the patient was dead.
When I told the parents of the children, they pointed at the director’s nose angrily and said, are your doctors eating shit? Why are you still standing there? Rescue the child quickly, or else you will be buried with my child!
The director tried to comfort the parents of the child,
I understand your feelings, and we tried our best, but the child's peanut got stuck in the trachea, causing suffocation and death. We are also very sad... If you use the Heimlich maneuver at home to rescue you, there may be a glimmer of hope...
The parents of the child became even more angry and kicked the director on the abdomen. The director suddenly He fell down and we rushed to help the director.
This parent was like crazy, kicking and scolding.
We tried to avoid him, but he was so tall that the three of us couldn’t avoid him, so we had to endure.
Humiliating.
It felt like ants were stepping on us...
Finally, the security came and finally pulled the red-eyed parents away and we were rescued.
That parent is still clamoring, you all deserve to be killed, you deserve to die, why don’t you die... but let my child die...
Why don’t you die, hurry up Go to hell... kill you...
At that moment, I also felt that I was going to die...
We were sent to the emergency room. The director was the most seriously injured and had a tendency to bleed. Several of us suffered internal injuries.
The few of us were in the emergency room, injecting fluids, lying on the hospital bed, facing the ceiling in a daze...
Silent and thinking, pediatrics is really not for people. place, I must have been born in the wrong place in my previous life. If you have to be such a coward in this life, you will still get beaten.
Why not die if you still have to be cursed by the patient?
The weirder stuff is yet to come.
This parent actually reported us to the dean. I want the hospital to give an explanation...
The hospital has no choice but to ask us to apologize...
In the end, it was under pressure.
Our director took several of us and unanimously apologized to the parents of the children.
If apologizing could save a child's life, we would have done it a long time ago, but unfortunately, it cannot.
The most useful one is the Hercules first aid method, but unfortunately, parents don’t know how to do it.
If the parents of the children have a meeting, the children can still be saved.
This is something I encountered that I will never forget. From then on, I will teach people I know this first aid method whenever I have the opportunity, just in case, maybe it can save a life. .
This first aid method is called Heiklim first aid method
I am Kang Mengqiao and I want to share my experience.
First of all, thank you to the nurses and doctors in the neonatology department and the surgeons! You helped me save my baby's life.
My twin sister is 110 days old and has been home for 10 days. She was born prematurely and had necrotizing enterocolitis and had two surgeries and was hospitalized for 100 days.
What impressed me most was that my baby was transferred to the surgery for a week, and my dad and I took care of him. I took care of him during the day, and my dad stayed up all night (the baby ate once every hour and a half, cried like a cat, and couldn't wake me up). I needed 4 injections to draw blood, one on each hand and foot, and one on each side of the head. I really admire the nurse who drew blood for the baby. It was obvious that they were very anxious because there was no bleeding.
However, I also complained in my heart.
The baby has been in the neonatal department for 3 months and has learned to recognize pacifiers. Our bottles and my nipples are half swallowed and half spitted out. We can't buy the ones in the neonatal department, so we can only borrow them. After a few days, I tried to switch her pacifier, but it didn't work. When I was discharged from the hospital, I didn’t even think about giving it back. Alas... Now I still swallow a few mouthfuls of pure breast milk and spit it out.
I can see my baby twice a week for 5 minutes each time, and the baby will most likely be eating a pacifier. Maybe that's not called eating. The baby won't eat, so the pacifier is taped to her mouth to prevent her from spitting it out. When she was in the hospital, she often had to lick things, not to eat them. She would spit them out when given a pacifier, but would cry again when she was not given a pacifier, until her voice became hoarse. I was patient at the beginning, giving her a pacifier, spitting it out and stuffing it in, and finally stopped crying. Later, my heart became cruel, and my father and I held her in the hospital corridor all day long. Now I feel sad when I think back to my father holding her in circles at 3.4 o'clock. Fortunately, things have changed...
In the incubator, as everyone knows, it is almost impossible for the nurse to hold her, except to take her out and weigh her. The baby was always wrapped in a quilt and tied up, and except for three hours of diaper changes, the baby was not allowed to move. I have been carrying the baby for 18 days. I do passive exercises for her every day and take her out to bask in the sun in the morning. Her hands only dare to touch her head.
Or maybe, there is no harm without comparison. Her brother weighs twelve pounds and she only weighs four and a half pounds. When my brother wakes up, he can play, hug, talk, and recognize people. When she wakes up and turns her back to me, I think she is sleeping. She is motionless. When she faces me, she just looks at me quietly...
But can you blame the nurse for not taking adequate care? How many neonatal nurses have never given birth? If it were you, someone might not have taken good care of you before you gave birth to your child. If it were you, two or three people taking care of a dozen children, and having to draw blood, give injections, record feedings and change diapers, how well could you take care of them?