My First Clinical Experience

This week’s clinical days was very impacted me personally. My first clinical day for this week was the anniversary day that my mother passed away seven years ago. I knew working in a hospital setting will reminded me greatly about my mother’s last stage of her life. I am very much closed to my mother; therefore, it hurts me tremendously thinking about the saddest time of my life spending in the hospital with my ill mother. But at the same time, I knew I have to put my personal feeling aside if I wanted to become a professional nurse. I started my first clinical day with sadness and hoping that I can make a difference in someone else’s life; after all, my mother’s illness journey is the reason that I wanted to become the best nurse I can be; I wanted to be the one that can help the patients and their loved one during their most difficult time. My patient for this week was admitted to the hospital due to necrotizing pancreatitis. He is a

When I saw how much the Alzheimer patient’s daughter appreciate my care for her mother by treating my patient as I was treating someone I loved, I felt like I am working toward my goal of being a professional nurse; I can put aside my personal feeling and act professional according to what I learned in nursing school. This is the first time I took care of a patient that has Alzheimer, I didn’t know what can I do to make a difference in her life at the beginning. But by applying my learned experiences from the nursing school and by being myself, I actually achieve the goal of providing the best care as a professional nurse student to my patient. And my actions also lead to the satisfaction and happiness from her family. Nothing can make me feel more satisfied when I saw the appreciation from the patient and their family. This is the main reason I wanted to become a professional