There Is Nothing But Time Now (Part 2)

The Florence Nightingale Pledge 1893 Art Print by Olga Hamilton
Nursing students before they start clinicals, during their White Coat Ceremony, say this pledge. Don’t you dare disrespect this profession.

I am the daughter of a nurse. A 40-year veteran of this profession.

All I have heard since this pandemic hit is the need for nurses. How valuable nurses are, how they are on the frontline of everything that is happening. So, to hear the tone-deaf Lindsey ‘I Take Two Weeks Off To Self-Quarantine And Come Back To A Job And Check But No One Else Can’ Graham say how much nurses make and how he was against signing this bill because he thinks nurses will quit their jobs to stay home.

Let me help you, Lindsey. This is how a typical night for a nurse goes:

You clock in. Most hospitals have their nurses (and Patient Care Techs/Certified Nurse’s Aides) do 12-hour shifts. You get your report from the nurses who are leaving. You and your tech (if you are lucky to have one!) discuss how you want to divide you night. You have to take care of the truly sick, the dying, the angry, the disillusioned and the lonely. You, as a nurse, have pledged to take care of all these people. I won’t even get started on being a Black nurse/nurse who happens to be a person of color taking care of racist patients! It’s a whole different animal to have someone that needs your help and skill to not want it because of your skin tone.

I’ve seen that more than once.

You round on patients. You check nuero assessment. You give pain medicine or management. You reorient the confused, tend to the dying, comfort the lonely and deal with doctors whom are less than helpful, or leave messages praying they get back to them before they leave. And the lights to answer. The charts to start and finish –and the families to remind that all is being done to take care of their loved one.

Being a nurse is superpower.

In my Fundamentals of Nursing class, thing they beat into us is the nursing shortage–worldwide nursing shortage–that was was going to happen by 2020 (Prophetic, no?). Why? The Baby Boomers were retiring. My mother is a Baby Boomer, celebrating her 70th whirl around the sun in March. With the devastation of COVID-19, the call went out to retired nurses and doctors to assist with the efforts to contain COVID-19. When I heard this, I laughed. I laughed loud.

My mother was a nurse during GRID/the AIDS epidemic, Ebola and H1N1. She said she was not doing anything else! I don’t blame her. I have been a CNA/Patient Care Tech for 6 years. My mother and the nurses of her generation and age have done their time on the floor–and are not going back.

One. PAY YOUR NURSING STAFF OR THEY WILL QUIT. This is an unprecedented time, and demands are crazy–so, you need to pay and take care of your staff. Remember I said it. Listen to your nurses and techs.

Two. The NCLEX, because of the emergent circumstances, needs to be free! FREE! There is a desperate need for staff! Graduate the nurses, let them get a 60 day waiver to take Boards (aka NCLEX).

Three. This is not going to go away quickly. Don’t listen to the President. Wash your hands.

Note:  I have published a book of poems during this pandemic called THOUGHTS IN A PANDEMIC, available on Amazon.  Click here for a copy.

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