Thursday, April 13, 2017

Adventures in Nursing #3: My First Internship

Next to being a book blogger and a fanatic reader I work fulltime as a Nurse in an Academic Hospital in the Netherlands. Since being a nurse is such a big part of my life I decided it’s time to share some of my adventures in nursing here on my blog.

My first ever internship was in a Nursing home for Elderly. It wasn’t your usual Nursing home, you definitely needed to have money to be able to live there. I was sixteen years old and I remember being really excited but also a little scared about starting my first day there. I had been going to nursing school for a view months, but I still felt like I didn’t know a lot. 

I learned a lot in that first internship and I have lots of memories about that place. I remember all the people who lived there. It was a small place so their where only about fifteen residents. And I remember most of them very clearly. 

There was this short thin lady, who seemed to be kind of a hoarder with the looks of her room. She didn’t need a lot of care, but every day I worked there she called me over for a little chat. She used to feed the pigeons who sat by her window. And I remember thinking she remembered me of the bird lady of Mary Poppins. 

There was this chic lady who never got married and who had Alzheimer’s. I remember being scared of her because she was so unpredictable. She would be very sweet and kind one moment. But she could be very mean, aggressive and demeaning the next. She used to throw with things if she got mad and my sixteen year old self really was a little freaked out by her.

There was this Jewish man who also had Alzheimer’s and he was such a sweet man. And a real flirt. You definitely needed to keep an eye on his hands! But he always made me smile. He passed away when I worked there, and he was the first deceased patient I had to take care of. 

There was also a married couple who lift there together. I remember the wife passing away rather quickly after they moved in there, and you could see the husband slipping away after that. I think he only lived a view months alone, before he also passed away. 

And I definitely remember another sweet old lady who also had Alzheimer’s and wasn’t able to talk anymore. All she did was mumble a lot, hold her doll and stare out the window. Sometimes she would put her hand on my cheek but other than that she was really lost in her own mind. She always made me kind of sad. 

After my internship I worked at that Elderly home for a year in the weekends. I definitely have some great memories of that place.

Opinions are my own and not the views of my employer.
These views are based on my own experiences and my own interpretations in my life as a nurse.

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