Once in my lifetime, I became a nurse.
What do we want to be when we grow up? We may not end up working the career choices that we had dreamt of when we were young, just like what happened to me.
What do we want to be when we grow up? We probably have this question or were asked about this when we were younger. When we were young, we were free to dream of whatever we wanted to be. Some kids wanted to be policemen, soldiers, or even astronauts. Some others dreamt of becoming celebrities, actors, or famous people who shine among the people. However, real life is not as easy as we desire; we may not end up working the career choices that we had dreamt of when we were young, just like what happened to me.
During my high school years, it was a time that we had to choose between stable jobs and our dream jobs. For those born lucky, without much need to struggle, they will easily select their dream jobs. But for someone like me, we are limited by incidents in our lives that we need to pursue jobs that provide stability in life. Due to life necessities, I have decided to pursue my study to provide stability in a career. The degree is not even close to my dream job, and that degree was the “Bachelor of Nursing Science Program.” My first step toward my nurse profession was chosen based on the obligation rather than my initial intention. But after that, I paid my full attention and used four years to complete the curriculum. I also received an honorary degree as an addition. After that, I was given the opportunity to work at this hospital.
My first year of working as a nurse is full of diverse experiences and many things I need to learn. In the first year, MedPark Hospital was still under construction and prepared to accept patients. I was transferred to train at Rajavithi Hospital, which I considered a lucky experience. This is a large hospital with various types of patients. Rajavithi Hospital is an exciting place to learn, and I felt blessed. I had an opportunity to choose the department that I would like to work for, the “Intensive Care Unit” or commonly known as “ICU.” I decided to work in this department and was filled with severe patient cases coming in for treatment. Everyone brought along their hopes to recover from their illnesses. Some of them were able to fulfill their hopes, while some others faced disappointment. So I praised this location that not only made me a great ICU nurse but also taught me to become a kind-hearted nurse. A kind heart is the charm of this profession. The ICU Department lets me see both the physical and emotional sorrow of the patient. I became aware of my role as a nurse. I am no longer a nurse responsible for giving medicine to the patient or following the doctor’s treatment guidelines. Because my patients are humans that have hearts, and their hearts are filled with pain from their physical illnesses. Therefore, I have to pay extra care to assemble their broken hearts, so they can recover and live an everyday life once again. The parts I love the most about this profession is how I can help patients recover and return to their daily lives. Every time I have an opportunity to say goodbye to the patients that leave the ICU because they recover from these illnesses, it brings me unbelievable joy.
There was a patient that I can remember well. He received the ICU treatment for over a month. During his time in ICU, he looked hopeless about his symptoms and illnesses. He kept telling his wife that he could not take it anymore. He gave up on the treatment or no longer wanted to continue living. The medical staff and I all can feel and acknowledge what he felt. This could be because he used to be healthy and work to lead his family. He can do everything by himself, but now he was even unable to discrete waste. He felt that his capability and potential were greatly reduced. He had physical limitations even though his brain and his consciousness remained. He had a feeling that he was unable to accept the way he was. I had an opportunity to take care of this patient several times. I paid attention when I was a nurse for him and always gave him extra care. I never once forget to support him. I provided emotional support through conversation. It was a simple talk but still hidden with words to cheer him up, so he will have a motivation to continue living and conquer his illness. After a while, his conditions improved, and he was able to remove the oxygen tube, which limited the communication between the patient and the medical staff. The patient thanked the medical staff and nurses that took great care of him. He was very thankful for the treatment, and emotional support that is given to him. At last, he was able to transfer back to the regular ward. On the day that he moved back to the regular ward, I was not on duty that day, but I knew about him through other nurses. But I was overjoyed when I heard the news. I saw him in the worst condition of his life when he felt like the weights of the world were on his shoulders. Now he was able to remove the life-threatening condition and those weights were lifted from his shoulders. He was on his way to recover his health and go back to living an ordinary life with his family. Although the patient moved from the ICU, every time I met his wife, she always greeted and told me about his treatment progress. This is considered the moment I felt proud and the success of being a nurse. It is an unexplainable joy in the nurse profession.
Back to my earlier question of “What do we want to be when we grow up?”, If I could turn back time, would I choose the path of becoming a nurse or choose a different way for my dream occupation? If I get asked the same question today, I would still choose to become a nurse. Because nursing has become my dream profession that I love and feel proud that “Once in my lifetime, I became a nurse.”