Sometimes nursing care is also needed.

안전놀이터 Safe playground

I went to the hospital. I did not have a few university hospitals. The place where I put the application again was not known at any local university hospital. I heard that I passed the first paper screening. I was told that I did not practice and instead I watched the interview long. I asked the interviewer to take the interview and went into the waiting room in the hospital as soon as possible. This time I was alone. There were a lot of nurses in the neighborhood waiting for the interviews and a lot of talk was heard among people who did not know.

"If the interviewer asks you about the union, you should never sign up." - 메이저사이트

Until then, I did not even know what a union was. Occasionally, nurses who had gone to the hospital where I watched on TV came up. If I said that, I was against it. The nurse thought that he was the only person who cares for the patient. The idea of ​​pursuing his own interests as a patient was never intended to be a nurse. Nurses were a career that should never be selfish. Even if I was not interested in such unions and asked me at the interview (although I did not ask), I would have said that the carer rather than my profit was the priority.

But that was not it. The job of being a nurse was a job that could give patients the care they needed to receive proper care. It took my mind to eat my soul as time passed, to give my patients unlimited care without any protection or care. I tried to smile and pretend not to let go of my hands to my patients, but the more I myself was falling down, the cheerful,

It was not long after I realized it. It is wrong that I should do my best only for the patients who are entrusted to me by the hospital. Everything the nurse did was part of the patient 's hospital bill, unlike doctors who act as money. As a nurse, I first found a cardiac arrest, jumped over the patient's body, started a quick heart massage, and tried to resurrect the patient, to find a doctor with a prescription right to save a patient who was in danger, Even if you take a doctor in front of a patient, even if you carefully examine all the items and medical devices that have a patient's life in case of an emergency, your doctor will prepare all the equipment to complete the high risk procedure for the patient, Even if you give me the last shave of my patients who died, or the last shave of my patients, I am restless, I push my head over the anus, I wash the stool that flows between them dozens of times, In the name of .

If the money was not available at the hospital, nothing that the nurse was doing to the patient was of interest. Nurses who do not "make money" are becoming more and more obsessed with working hours, and when they finish working, they have to be a housekeeper to cover the cleaning costs. I wonder how I would treat myself as a nurse who cares for me as I squat down and wipe my bed with a scrubber under the bed of a caring patient.

Since Mers' s name was known unintentionally, it has been called many places. I was proud of the hospital where I was working and I was looking for a hospital just before the opening, either before or after work. It was an afternoon job when I was meeting some famous actors. I got up at 6 in the morning and drove alone to find a hotel in Seoul. I changed to the hospital uniform I had prepared and stood in front of over 100 journalists. The reporters wore the hospital uniform, photographed the actor and my photo, and the name of the hospital where I worked. After the ceremony, I returned to the hospital immediately and went to work from 2 to 10 pm. It was the day when I could not relax all the time because I could make a mistake because I could not sleep.

When I was invited to the Baseball All-Star Game, I attended the morning after work. I went to work at 7 o'clock at 7 o'clock. After working at the hospital, I went to the baseball court twice on the bus on Saturday. It was a live rehearsal and a rehearsal was done. When I returned to my home again after exchanging the bus twice again, passing the water-drenched body like a water bottle to the people who believed in the medical staff, I was passing by 10 o'clock at night. The next day, I was in the morning job, I finally caught a cold.

A senior manager at the Hospital Foundation, who showed off improving the status of the hospital by writing a column full of newspapers, offered me a promotion. I suggested a treatment of poor nurses rather than promotion. It was all of my own experience. I really loved the hospital that made my first step as a nurse so I could meet my precious patients and I wanted to be a better place. But with the things I have been through, he did not want to hear any more requests to improve the treatment of the nurses, and he turned his back to a firm look. An unbearable helplessness has come. No matter how much the hospital has been raised, the presence of the hospital is still just a common 'nurse' who does not make money.

Sometimes I was able to swallow the degree of disgust to stop the pores. The more I tried my best, the more I believed in me. They were the only reason I let them stay in the hospital. Though I spent more than 20 years in the intensive care unit with the hope that tomorrow would be better, my nurses were stepping on the same train as me.

A nurse who was caught in the middle of a patient who was fascinated by a slight misunderstanding with the patient, was not protected by anyone, and a nurse who had aborted a child within five months abstained from paying a medical fee I worked 10 hours everyday without. I was also very sorry, but the department did not have the nurse who made the presentation as well as the nurse. The nurse is the person who cares for the patient, but the making of the presentation is also a crime in the hospital. I was no longer confident of staying in the hospital.

The face of a nurse who was only nine months old was very white. I had not seen it for a few days, and I had a noticeably reduced number of calls. I saw the child in front of the water purifier, carefully pouring the medicine into his mouth.

"What medicine?"

In a word that I did not mind, the child quickly freezes and suddenly began to pour tears. The child's face looked more pale.

"Teacher… That panic disorder. " " What? Why do you say that now? So you do not have to rest any more? " " If I take a break ... Who works for me ... . It's all tough. "

When five nurses were assigned to a nurse and the number of nurses supporting the intensive care unit decreased, the ICU became more and more poorer. A child who was only a nurse nine months worried more about other nurses because of her own panic disorder than her own panic disorder. But even my senior, there was nothing I could do for the poor child. Suddenly, I started to get tears.