I am a nursing student. To help pay my tuition I work as a home health care giver. One Saturday night I was on my way home and stopped by the grocery store to pick up a few things. The girl who was ringing me out was talking about how great the weekend was and all of the things she was planning to do when she got off work. I had had a long night at work so I was a bit grumpy.
When she asked me if I was having a good weekend I replied “No, I just got off a 12 hour shift and have another one tomorrow.”
"Oh, what do you do?"
"I am a CNA, I do home care."
She gave me a blank look “What is a CNA?”
"Well, I take care of a woman who has Alzheimer’s Disease. She cannot take care of herself and is completely dependant on others for everything." (The woman I take care of has advanced AD and cannot speak, feed herself, walk, etc)
Then the cashier thanked me.
"Thank you, because you help someone. Because we will all need someone who does what you do at some point in our life, so thank you."
I cannot think of a time when I have felt such pride in what I do.
I love interacting with the patients on the unit, but I have discovered that I have no skill for “therapeutic communication.” I was really nervous going into this clinical rotation but the patients have all really been wonderful. I really hope I pass this clinical. *fingers crossed*