I work in Pediatrics and I love my job so I enrolled in the Medical Assisting Program and was scheduled to start my clinicals Jan 14th 2008 when...
My husband had a stroke Jan 2nd 2008 and when he was originally admitted he was put on the cardiac floor to observe him. The nurses were so rude and he kept telling them his head hurt (hello? he just had a stroke) One nurse even told him he
should stop talking.
After his results of his MRI came in that he had a stroke they moved him to the Stroke Unit on a different floor and the nurses there were phenomenal! The second night there they gave him Ambien to help him sleep and he kept having sleep apnea
and would stop breathing every time he drifted off and would waking up screaming his head hurt. It sucked but one of the male nurses sat up in his room all night counting his respirations and when he vomited later that night even caught it in his
hands so it wouldn't get all over him and his bed (who does that) That group of nurses brought him ice cream and graham crackers and had they great personality. I slept in the hospital the whole week and didn't leave his side. The differences that the
nurses in the Stroke Unit made on our stay there made our terrible situation so much more tolerable.
That's why I wanted to go into nursing. I changed my major and now I'm going to school for nursing.