Personal Narrative: Becoming A Neonatal Nurse

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As I walk thru the doors of Floyd Medical Center, I look back at all I've accomplished. How far I have come from that shy girl in high school to an outgoing and friendly registered nurse. Walking down the hallway to my boss’ office, I feel a sense of relief. I'm finally finished with college and on to the start this new chapter of my life. Becoming a neonatal nurse has taken a long time but I know in the end it will all be worth it. From the time my brother was born, a career of nursing was always in mind. I remember waking up in the car and mom telling me that the baby was coming. Moments later, we were informed that my brothers stomach was shrinking inside of her and that they had to do an emergency c-section. Thirty two weeks into my …show more content…

They teach me how to weigh the babies, how to take their temperature, and how to monitor their heart rate. Although I learned all this in College, its nothing compared to doing it hands on. Every move we as neonatal nurses make are vital to the safety of these children. As I walk around the Nursery, I see all the little ones and hear them crying. One of the first things I notice is a very small infant in the corner of the room hooked up to bunch of tubes just like my brother was. An incubator is pressed against the wall with a light extending from it and in it, the child. I ask my supervisor what's wrong with Baby Michael, as the bracelet on his foot says. Her face gets serious as she looks at me and says “ He’s 10 weeks premature, his organs aren't fully developed and he's got a hole in heart. He is just so small. He won't make it thru surgery. “ These words sink in as I lower my head and walk to the restroom. It is there in that stall,on the 3rd floor of the maternity ward, where my tears start to flow. Possibility of death is always an outcome in the nursing field and I knew that before I even started in this direction, but why does it have to be so hard? I can't imagine what his parents are feeling after hearing this news. My family was once in the same situation and I know how scared we all were at the thought of losing my brother. As I think about this, I take a second and say a prayer

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