The ‘World’s Meanest’ Clinical Nursing Instructor
When I was growing up, my mother kept a short essay called “I Had the World’s Meanest Mother” displayed in our house. She really loved that essay. What I’m writing today is inspired by that essay. It’s not for mothers but for all those clinical instructors who continue to cultivate the next generation of nurses.
Student nurse giving a patient a metabolism test/Library of Congress
As I sit in the classroom and hear my colleagues talk about their clinical instructors, I remember my own and think to myself that I’m the one who had the meanest clinical instructor: She kept us in clinical for our entire allotted time. Not only that, but she frequently reminded us of the importance of our clinical rotation by saying things like “you are paying for an education,” “this will help you to be successful in your NCLEX preparation,” and “you will become a great nurse.”
In some ways that clinical instructor reminded me of Mary Poppins—she always carried a bag and she seemed to pull an endless number of items out of its depths: NCLEX questions with a list of rationales; an NCLEX blueprint (she had a few copies); concept map templates; a medication book; […]