Nursing brings strange behaviour

I was reading an article by the Nursing Times about how being a nurse changes your behaviour outside of work too, and it made me think about my habits before I started my training and the habits I have now.

My new-found habits:

I don’t think twice before discussing bowel habits with anyone.
I’ve always easily talked about bowel habits and fecal matter, but only with family, certain friends and boyfriends. Now, I somehow manage to pop these interesting little subjects into most conversations. As do my other friends on my nursing course. I forget that not everyone wants to hear about these things in such detail. I know one person who has now nicknamed me and my boyfriend ‘The Poo Couple’.

I fondle my left breast in public.
On duty, I wear a fob watch on my left breast pocket of my uniform. We’re not allowed to wear wrist watches due to hygiene reasons. Off duty, I forget that I’m no longer wearing my fob watch and when I go to restaurants I tend to cup my left breast as I try to check the time.

I sometimes hold up queues at sinks in public toilets, to do my 7-step hand washing technique.
A few weeks ago I was in the Trafford Centre and after using the loo, I found myself at the sink for a lot longer than necessary. I didn’t realise that I was thoroughly washing my hands using the 7-step hand washing technique until I noticed the woman next to me watching me, and 2 women stood behind me, waiting. I even felt lost when I couldn’t turn the push-button tap off with my elbow, and snubbed the hand-dryer for paper towels instead. Life is becoming one big aseptic technique.

I eat sandwiches at the speed of light.
I normally get a 15min lunch break if I can, sometimes 30mins if I’m on a less acute ward. During those 15min breaks, I have mastered the art of eating slightly less chewed sandwiches without choking to death, drinking the minimal amount necessary, cleaning up after myself and if I’m lucky, weeing. During my first year I began eating as much food as I could get my hands on whenever I was off duty, but then realised I was getting fat so I am now trying this thing called ‘dieting’.

I nurse people who are not patients and force health advice upon them.
This works both ways. When my friends and family aren’t asking me to look at their rashes, moles, feel their bones or describing their genital problems to me, I seem to think it’s my duty to nurse people even when they aren’t asking for help. Just last night I did it on Facebook when a friend wrote a status about scalding her hand, and I felt the urge to comment on what she should do. When someone tells me they have tummy ache I assault them with questions on their bowel habits, how much water they drink and what they have been eating. If I can, I will go and hunt down the right medication for my friends and even administer it to them.
My boyfriend fully enjoys being nursed by me however and will alert me as soon as he feels even a teeny tiny bit ill/in pain.

If you have any nursing habits feel free to comment! You can take a look at the Nursing Time article by clicking here :)


Becoming a nurse: Don’t let the feminists stop you

The other day I went to take a patient’s observations and she was particularly interested in my uniform because it is white instead of blue. I explained that I was a student nurse. She looked pleasantly surprised, smiled at me and said “Ooh, that’s brilliant. I wanted to be a nurse when I was younger, but my mother wouldn’t let me.”
When I asked why, she explained that her mother was against the idea as, just because she was a woman, it didn’t mean she had to become a nurse. Her mother viewed nursing as something women did when they didn’t know what else to do – the easy option and a worthless job, but a job nevertheless. Even my own grandmother shares this view.

On the same day, a different patient saw the word ‘student’ on my ID badge. She asked if I wanted to become a nurse or a doctor. When I told her I wanted to become a nurse, she lost interest.

These events reminded me of an article I read a few weeks ago on the Nursing Times website, ‘The image of nursing: Not good enough for a feminist?’

I can be a feminist sometimes. I am annoyed at how the government decided to do the right thing by making car insurance prices equal between men and women, but still haven’t changed anything when women continue to be less paid for jobs that women can do just as well as men.
It annoys me when the argument ‘yes but men are physically stronger and more aggressive therefore work harder’ is used to defend unequal pay, when these people are talking about jobs such as banking and teaching which require no physical strength. Women are just as work driven as men are, regardless of whether they want children one day or not.
It disappoints me when a young, attractive and hard-working woman makes a name for herself, becomes well-known to the media, and then gives in to the pressure of taking her clothes off for the cameras and allowing the images to be heavily airbrushed. Even my Dad agrees on this one – they immediately become more known for their raunchy images and looks rather than what they worked so hard for.
It REALLY annoys me when I see women’s magazines that ridicule celebrities with photographs of their cellulite and muffin-tops, and then 10 pages later, see articles all about how to get rid of cellulite and how to lose weight.

But when it comes to some feminists (not all, but some) going as far as to say that a woman who wants to be a nurse should abandon the idea and become a physician or a lawyer instead, I draw the line.
If these feminists knew how much knowledge nurses must possess, exactly how much hard work they have to do (much of which a consultant or physician would never have to do) and how organised and responsible they have to be, maybe they would think twice about branding nursing as ‘lowly women’s work’. If they knew how painfully difficult it is to qualify with a degree or diploma in nursing, maybe then they would lighten on their opinion.

If some feminists stopped portraying nursing as ‘something women do when they don’t know what else to do’, then maybe more men would be interested in becoming a nurse too. I have worked with many male nurses – they are just as brilliant and caring. Some of my best mentors have been male nurses. It shouldn’t even be an issue. I wish we had more male nurses.

Of course, it’s obvious that there will always be more female nurses than male – it’s just the way things are. Type in ‘nurse’ on google images and the majority of the images will be of female (and sometimes naked) nurses. But feminists shouldn’t make this out to be some form of weakness of women. Afterall, we really need nurses, and nurses should be very proud of themselves regardless of their gender. I am never going to see myself any lower than a physician.

A favourite quote of mine by my friend and fellow student nurse Jess:

“Feminists would hate us. We want to take care care of people, get married and have kids, and then stay at home and bake cakes all day.”

:)

A very good piece of advice

“Nurses who are starting out, be kind to yourself” – a good piece of advice from Mark Radcliffe, Nursing Times columnist and senior lecturer in nursing and midwifery: http://bit.ly/gNOh3N

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