Descriptive Essay About Nursing

Nursing, a profession within the health care sector focused on the care of individuals, families, and communities. They attain, maintain, and recover optimal health and quality of life. Nursing is not about getting paid a lot annually, it is about the care that you have caring for others. If you are in the Nursing field and you do not like it and is doing it for the money it will show. If you care and love what you do it will show also. Nursing is a great occupation, and will take hard work, dedication, and patience. It can become exhausting as you tend to have sleepless nights due to what just happened in the Emergency Room just before you left. It also takes a strong-minded person, you should be able to go through and get through many things

It all started in high school, my junior year when I tore my anterior cruciate ligament(ACL). I knew something was bound to happen because I was always falling on the floor during games. January 9, 2016, the day I tore my ACL. It happened when I was trying to get a rebound, a girl from the opposing team knee bumped me, and we both fell. I tried to get up too soon, next thing you know I am laying down screaming with her on top of me. This was not my first time being injured, but it was the first time I got injured and could not bear the pain. I was token to the hospital by ambulance, and some x-rays were taken, and I was told that I had to rest, ice, and elevate my knee. I was injured many times after

One day, I was walking to the store and a dog ran up to me, barking. I was scared, because when dogs run towards you barking they are soon to attack. So, I jumped on top of a car, and the dog continued to bark as well as it looked left and right. I looked in the same direction as the dog and noticed an elderly woman on the floor shaking. There was no one around to help her so I jumped off the car and ran to her. The dog followed me, still barking. When I got to her, her eyes were rolling to the back of her head, and she was still shaking. I was asking questions like, “Ma’am what’s wrong?” and “Do you need an ambulance” not knowing what was wrong with her. After a few moments, she could respond to me. She began screaming “Where is my dog.” I asked her questions like, “What color dog?”, and “What kind of dog?” She described the dog, and it so happened to have been the dog that ran towards me barking. She told me that she was okay, and that she was on her way home, but I would not let her go. I got a little of her medical history, helped her up, and called the ambulance. The ambulance soon arrived, and needed to take her to a hospital. I took her dog, and followed the ambulance so that she could be with her dog, and to know that she was okay. I felt very good after I did this because I catered to her when she was in