On Euphemisms and Learning to Be Present

By Alicia Marie Hinton, who is a BSN student at the College of New Rochelle School of Nursing in New Rochelle, NY. This is her first post for this blog.

My senior year preceptorship was an assignment on a palliative and acute care unit at a busy medical center. When I received the assignment, I prayed that no patient of mine would die during my time on the unit. Every nursing student is afraid of their first patient death. Simulation and course work prepare students in various ways for this experience, but nothing can really prepare you for the emotions you’ll feel. Some students experience a patient death during an undergraduate nursing program, but for others it may not happen until their first year or two working as an RN. I hoped to never endure it, but knew it was inevitable.

During report, working alongside my preceptor, I listened anxiously to the status of the various patients. Since my first day on the unit, I’d practiced my therapeutic techniques and researched different cultural needs pertaining to the death of a patient. I felt culturally competent and well informed about what a nurse should do when a patient dies, but I couldn’t shake my fear. What would I say to the family? Would they value […]

2016-12-09T11:57:13-05:00November 28th, 2011|career, students|7 Comments

Autumn Leaves and Colorful Lives

By Julianna Paradisi, who normally blogs at JParadisi RN and has written for this blog before. Her artwork appeared on the cover of the October 2009 issue of AJN, and her essay, “The Wisdom of Nursery Rhymes,” was published in the February issue.

autumn leaves between sun halos and flashlight
by oedipusphinx—theJWDban via Flickr

The autumn leaves are particularly beautiful in Oregon this year. An arborist interviewed on the evening news attributed the extraordinary orange and gold to an unusually cold, wet spring, which lasted until July, followed by the intense heat and warm evenings of a brief Indian summer. According to the arborist, the combination caused a greater than normal amount of sugar in the leaves, resulting in the brilliant colors. I think about this on my morning run, as my feet scatter fallen leaves along the sidewalk.

The Season of Eating is, however, not the only messenger of the approaching holidays in a nursing unit. There is something about the holiday season that signals Death to harvest a higher than normal number of the patients we have grown to love through the course of their illnesses. Some of the deaths are expected, but not all of them. I don’t know why more people seem to lose their battles with illness around the holidays than at other times of year.

When I first began working in outpatient oncology, it took me by surprise that my coworkers […]

Compassion for Those Among Us: Recent Poems in ‘Art of Nursing’

By Sylvia Foley, AJN senior editor

In Carolyn Scarbrough’s poem “A Rose By Any Other Name” (Art of Nursing, August), a nurse sees an “opaque rose, unfurling” on a CT scan of an infant’s brain. Recognizing this as “evidence of violent acts,” she knows the outcome will almost certainly be tragic. Yet when she looks from the scan to the exhausted young father, another memory shifts her thoughts from “trauma to love.” With each reading, this poem reveals more about the intertwining of outrage and compassion. (Art of Nursing is always free online—just click through to the PDF file.)

“I try / to meditate on emptiness, // receive the next lungful, ignore / my prattling mind,” says the narrator of Risa Denenberg’s poem “Three-Part Breath” (Art of Nursing, July). The poem’s title refers to a yoga breathing practice, one built on trust; as the yoga teacher says, “There will always be // another inhalation.” […]

2016-11-21T13:12:09-05:00August 12th, 2011|nursing perspective|2 Comments
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