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My name is Cory. I am a mom, a wife, a NaNa, and a critical care nurse that lives in Nashville, TN. I have found my calling in ER/Trauma/ICU. Each day I find myself experiencing life changing events and hope that by reading my posts, you will experience and feel some of what I do. If you read nothing else, please take time to read "The Hardest Question Ever Asked". It's my very first posting. And if for some reason you think you see your story don't. It's not about you or anyone you know. =)


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Thursday, May 31, 2012

Funny Memories from Nursing School

Thinking back to Nursing school some 12 years ago, I still smile at some of the memories made with my healthcare comrades.
I remember on our first day our instructors telling us to look around the room and take note of the number of "wannabe nurses" in the class.  One was scantily clad showing more skin than clothing (truth) and heavily made up.  (At first I thought she'd wandered into the wrong room and definitely didn't think she'd make it) Some were yawning obviously bored and wanting to get into the guts and gore, some were sitting in the back literally shaking with fear (never understood that) and some had bright eyes and an eagerness that left no doubt they were  wanting to soak up every last ounce of nursing that they could (I was in this category).  Our instructors told us that less than half of the people in the room would graduate with us and 1/4 would not make it through the first semester.  They were right.  The chick in hooker heels and shorts that left nothing to the imagination stayed in for about a week until she was told that she had to start dressing "appropriate".  Several didn't like going to the hospital to get assignments.  "What?????"  And some just decided that it would be too much work and they could get a paycheck elsewhere.

My mantra is and will always be "NURSES ARE BORN, THEY ARE NOT MADE."  The nurses that were "born" are easy to spot, you'll know without a doubt.  Their first ingredient is compassion.

So our journey as nursing students begins......... we studied and learned and read and tested and then it was time for Clinicals to begin!!!!    So me and my motley crew of fellow students meet at the hospital.  This is where the funny memories begin.


1.  A nursing student was instructed to give her patient a tylenol suppository.  Imagine our surprise when she came out of the med room with a tylenol caplet and some lubricant!!!

2. Another student and I were in the same room beginning our assessment of our individual patients.  I was busy getting my vital signs when I hear the other patient say "OW! That hurt." I hear my cohort apologize and less than a minute later the elderly patient again says "OW!!! What are you doing????"  After a quick nursing student huddle in the corner of the room, and when I finally stopped laughing I showed her the proper way to use the thermoscan (a digital thermometer used in the ear.)  The button that she thought started the temperature scan was actually the "eject button" for the thermometer cover.

3. When it was time to start IV's a fellow student offered to go gather supplies that we had on our list: Tourniquet, alcohol swabs, 16 or 18 gauge catheter, tape, clear dressing and a heplock or injection port.  There are no words to explain the look on the nursing instructor's face when the student walks in with an arm full of supplies including a foley catheter stating "I could only find a 12 french."

I could go on and on and on, but I will save more for later.  For my wonderful nursing students who read my blog, here is some advice that will be priceless in your career:

Don't beat yourself up. You are going to make mistakes, you're new at this and nursing school only gives you a small perspective on what to expect. I can't tell you how many times I went home crying because I felt like a failure. You will feel this way too, prepare yourself. And if there ever comes a time when you feel like you know everything...stay away from me and my family. No one knows everything and it's scary if you think you do.

Always work as a team. Nursing is about teamwork, not about who got the highest grades, who can run the quickest code, who can chart the fastest or who has the most knowledge aka: SuperNurse.

Be a Mentor. When you are a seasoned nurse, be kind to those nursing students who show up with bright eyes and an eagerness that reminds you of your own.  I do and there's nothing better than helping a new nurse become an awesome nurse.

"Every time you help someone it comes back twofold."

CoryTraumaRN posted today at 3:46 PM

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NON-Trauma Update

Wow, it's been a really long time since I've posted, somehow life just takes over and the things we love to do that are lower on the priority list get pushed to the side.
Landon Cruz - 2010
I was rereading some of my blogs and realized that I had not shared pictures of my grandson (Landon Cruz) since he was 1 year old.
Well, since that time, we have added a grandaughter (Lashay) to our family as well as a soon to be grandson (Colton) who is the son of my daughter's fiance.  They are all precious so bear with me while I proudly post my Nana Pics. :)
Lashay Michele at 5 months (2010)
This picture makes her PaPa proud!(2012)
Colton Daniel - my 3rd pride and joy-(2012)
My 3 angels: Landon (4 1/2) Colton (2 1/2) LaShay (2)

CoryTraumaRN posted today at 2:17 PM

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