The View,
My name is Casey. My mother is a nurse. I vividly remember her going to Penn State University to receive her RN degree. Not everyone gets into nursing school, not everyone passes their NCLEX, not everyone has the motivation or drive to complete it. But she did. Not everyone is cut out to be a nurse, because its HARD work. But she was. In 2010 she graduated. I was so proud of her and so blessed that my mom was the type of women to strive for what she wants and to take it upon herself and do it. My mother, along with her co workers, are some of the most respected, hardworking individuals I have ever met. I wish, wish, I had the work ethic and ability to do what they do everyday. She comes home at night exhausted because of the amount of paperwork, prescriptions, patients, codes, and everything else in between that occurs in her day. My moms job is heart wrenching. She has worked in several different departments and loved them all. I remember her coming home in tears because of family members losing their loved ones, because she helped deliver her first baby, because she was just emotionally exhausted; but, if you ask her she will tell you she wouldn’t change it for anything. Those tears were for different reasons, whether it be happy or sad.
If you think that nursing doesn’t require that much work then next time you go to the hospital and no nurse helps you, you can take your own blood pressure, take your own heart rate, put an IV in yourself, and report everything to the doctor. Then you can do the discharge papers that take longer than you assume and figure out the dosage of medicine you need while your at it. My mom had books upon books and vocab words upon vocab words that she had to MEMORIZE and to keep stored in her memory for the rest of her career even if she doesn’t use it on a daily basis but for incase that one occasion she does.
I could bash on any career that I wanted to, but I’m not. Because every career is a career. Whether it be being a talk show host, a nurse, a blogger, a scientist, a contractor, a mechanic, etc.. Every career has its purpose. I don’t question why they wear things or why they do certain things because I know they have it on or do it for a reason. I respect that they are in that field because they are needed and that that job exists for a reason. That is their income, their way of supporting themselves and their family. The reason I am writing this is because you need to respect other people’s professions or nobody will respect yours. If you are going to have an opinion at least be educated and know that that is not a “doctors stethoscope”, it is indeed for nurses to wear.
This is my very talented, beautiful mom. She saves lives everyday, and yes she wears a Nurse’s stethoscope.