As part of my role as a Registered Nurse, the Department of health mandates that we attend some form of annual training. This usually covers aggression management, fire and safety training, risk management and assessment and management of a sick patient. We also have “in-house” mandatory training that covers the clinical aspect of our jobs, for example annual maths tests, medication administration competency, Basic and Advanced Life Support assessments.
Today is the day for me. As I’ve been on maternity leave for the better part of last year, I have a bit of catching up to do in regards to “mandatory assessment”.
In my experience, mandatory training has never been as action packed as a normal day in the ED. It usually means I end up trying not to fall asleep, playing on my phone and walking out at the end of the day with a sore arse.
I wasn’t going to post today but I’ve been thinking about what I’m thankful for and how my life has been changed over the past couple of years. Cue vomit inducing mushiness…
1: My Boys
They are my Joy and they remind me everyday how lucky I am to be a part of their lives and they amaze me on a daily basis.
Gets me going in the mornings after a bad night, good night or no night. It might only be a jar out of woolies but it hits the spot.
3: My Job
I’ve been a Registered Nurse for 8 years and for the most part, loved it. I’m thankful that I’ve been able to do it, and do it well (at least I think I do).
4: Handy Hubby
We’ve been together for 13 years this April and Married for 6 this November. I’m thankful everyday that I haven’t killed him yet, I’m thankful that he stuck around despite my craziness, I’m thankful everyday for our 2 gorgeous boys he’s given me and our lives as a family.
Hopefully it hasn’t been too nausea inducing. 🙂
Linking up with Leigh from Six by the Bay
You might remember when I talked about tantrums in the household, you can read about it here, we’ll it seems that all those tantrums were the result of the current ear infection that was brewing. Whoops!
I ignored my Nursey instincts that were telling me something wasn’t right and just put it down to a developmental milestone. BIG whoops! We’ve since been to the GP and prescribed some antibiotics but it doesn’t make me feel any better. Not only did let my little boy suffer for all that time but I ignored my inner Nurse!
That is something I have struggled with since becoming a mum. When to listen to my inner nurse and when to just be a mum. I don’t want to be an over-reacting mother but then I also don’t want to leave things too late because my inner nurse tells me that its “nothing”.
I guess I’ll just have to chalk this one up to experience and remind myself for future reference. If it looks like a bug, smells like a bug then it’s probably gonna need antibiotics.