I've been back at my ward the past week and it has been a crazy power house so far. To be honest, so many things changed. The management, the practice, the staff and the vibes in the ward. But that did not stop me from loving my patients and treating them with utmost care and concern. I wish there were duplicates of me to care for every single one of them everyday.
I may not be the best nurse in town. But I thought that all you need is to attend to the patient's needs with all your heart. The rest is secondary. Your nursing care is judged based on how you provide care for your patients. And not how well you speak when handing over your patient or successfully ticking all frivolous checklists in the case notes.
In theory, a good leader develops her staff to be good. She does not selfishly aspire herself to be good and make the others look bad. This is my dream. I hope to successfully create this change in the ward. Today, I simply brought a cantonese po po to the toilet and we hit off really well that she was smiling from ear to ear and said goodbye to me as I left the ward. I don't want to be the special nurse. I want everyone to be like that.
I guess this course impacted me in someway. My thinking is challenged. I think the bigger picture rather than just focusing on how to improve on myself. I just hope that I will have the confidence and tenacity in the next few years. I will. Because my precious patients are my support. Looking at them wants me to provide better nursing care for them.
I will make 43 live up to its reputation once again. I will.