Re: Juan Pablo & Nikki Ferrell Facebook - Twitter Updates - Fan Forum -Discussion - Thread #4

[FLChica]

Thanks for sharing this Isabel!  I just love that JPG is wearing the TumorHater shirt in the photos.

[iamreal2u]

Aww.  Someone is in love….

[iamreal2u]

Thanks for sharing this Isabel!  I just love that JPG is wearing the TumorHater shirt in the photos.

Me too on the bolded. Thanks Isabel.

[Isabel123]

Aww.  Someone is in love….

  to the bolded   and he must be missing Nikki already. Nikki's Mom favorited this tweet.

He was seen at the airport today and must be on his way back to Miami.

Juan Pablo Galavis ‏@JuanPaGalavis  1h
@tkd101 NEVER give up in LOVE...

Marti ‏@The_RealAlexOk  1h
Saw @JuanPaGalavis at the airport today & couldn't get excited cause I was w/ a group of male co workers but GOD he's gorgeous in person.

Katie Caperones ‏@katiesue333  1h
@JuanPaGalavis thanks so much again for taking a pic with me last night and making that video for me! You are the best!!!

[Isabel123]

Nikki Ferrell @Nikki_Ferrell  ·  21m
This is a wonderfully written blog about the emotional strength it takes to be a nurse. http://thirtyeightfive.com/2014/06/23/the-double-edged-sword/ … via @thirtyeightfive

The Double-Edged Sword

*Forewarning- this nursing post can get graphic in some places so read at your own risk!



Sometimes I wonder how to maintain a balance.

Just the other day I watched a man in his early forties, who had come to the hospital after an accident, bleed to death. With his leg wrenched off, a mess of shreds of flesh and coagulated blood, he had reached the end. The doctors took his wife to the bedside and calmly but firmly explained that there was nothing else they could do. The damage was too severe, the injury too great. The dripping blood collected in a pool underneath him like a morbid summary of the sad tale.

I watched for a few seconds like an unattached observer, noticing the inconsolable wife and other family members with a haze of self-protection between us. With only a dormant ting of grief, I watched as the wife laid her body over her husband, begging and pleading into the air for him to live. Her desperate but vain requests fell upon a silent room as she screamed and wept. Her tears wet his face but he didn’t move, already drifting in the middle place between alive and dead. Finally he passed away slowly and quietly and the family was left with some privacy to grieve. After such a commotion, the silence was deafening.

Functioning as the charge nurse that day, I was aware of the situation but because of the hectic pace of the unit at that time, I didn’t have the mental energy or space to soak it in fully. I cognitively understood but I held back my emotions for the sake of the job, for the sake of keeping the unit functioning at the highest level. Patients needed to be admitted from the  ER or OR, nurses required help with bedside procedures, and some of our other patients were declining at a rapid pace, requiring all hands on deck as we hung blood pressure medications and put in chest tubes. If you’ve ever been the charge nurse, you understand the feeling of the weight of the hospital world on your shoulders, the responsibility of life and death weighed around your neck. When you’re the charge for the trauma ICU, with everyone in the hospital calling you to fix a problem or make room for a patient, in many ways those are accurate assumptions.

There’s a fine line between entering into the emotions of the situation and preserving yourself for the sake of the job. A conundrum common to any area within the hospital realm. Nursing can be a diabolical and equivocal profession for this very reason: the maddening crux of self-protection and compassion. It’s a double-edged sword that boasts both danger and power.

On one hand, I consider myself to be an extremely sensitive person who relates to my patients and families on an emotional level. In my job working with families, I sit and listen as they vent about frustrations or griefs. I cry with them as we turn off the machines and let their family member drift into breathless silence. My heart aches inside of me as families have to make impossible decisions about the future of a loved one’s care. Few choices are straightforward and easy, and most require all they have left emotionally, mentally, and physically. Sleep, proper nutrition and self-care become obsolete as families focus whole-heartedly on the task at hand, the healing or demise of their loved one. I’ve gone home and cried helplessly because of a devastating patient situation, the grief and loss too much to bear. Seth has listened as I relate some of the horribly unfair circumstances that are inherent in a broken, fallen world. I function in deep compassion for my patients and families, empathizing with them over their heartbreaking situations.

Regardless of the specific area, nurses are not strangers to the unlucky, unfair circumstances that plague humanity. From oncology to NICU to outpatient clinics, we all encounter the unexpected test result, the unbelievable diagnosis, the unexpected and tragic turn of events. We experience on the ground level variations of pain and loss that many people can’t comprehend. We are exposed to some of the most triumphant and desperate situations, watching people defy the odds or succumb to the inevitable. Nursing is a highly emotional profession with the pendulum swinging between hope and loss, pain and victory, life and death.

On the other hand, I felt completely unattached to the man dying that day, knowing that if I let myself indulge, a deluge of tears would follow. I went to a party after work that night and as my  mother asked me, “how was your day?” I related the incidences in a matter-of-fact tone that seemed to shock her. I realized abruptly that it wasn’t normal for someone to say they watched a patient bleed to death, while sipping iced tea at a wedding shower. In my callousness and self-preservation, I hadn’t even stopped to wonder at my own disillusionment with the situation.

But as nurses, we can’t always allow ourselves full depth of emotion at a certain time. It’s one of the disadvantages and hard boundaries that come with the job. If I imagined Seth lying in the bed as the patient and me, the desperate wife, weeping over him, I surely wouldn’t have been able to continue with the day. I would’ve been overwhelmed with inconsolable grief at simply the thought. I would’ve sat down dejectedly at the bedside and ignored the other duties required of me.

Nurses get very extensive training in assessment skills, safe medications practices, and the scope of our license. But treading the fine line between emotional indulgence and self-protection is something you have to learn on your own, in your own way, so that you can go back to work the next day and be satisfied with your profession. Everyone comes to that place, the place of peace with difficult circumstances, at their own pace and in their own fashion. And it changes as you move through various stages of life. You constantly have to reevaluate yourself, your calling, and your emotional reserve to adapt to the situations before you.

Sometimes I’m amazed at my ability to push my emotions aside and continue in the job of saving lives. Sometimes I’m surprised as I can’t seem to stop ruminating over a seemingly routine but difficult situation. I shock myself with how I react to some predicaments and not others, or the degree to which I react.

It’s an impossible double-edged sword, the blade of self-protection and compassion. It gleams at you, waiting for you as you walk into work everyday. You wield it as best you can, trying to make the wisest choices, but sometimes it cuts you when you least expect it. Then you remember it’s both your weapon and your downfall, and you grow in respect for it.

We pick it up before a shift and lay it down afterwards, but we all know it’s never far from us.

[GuardianAngel]

Oh my gosh! That is a wonderful description of what nurses go through. Unbelievable. I've always given so much credit to nurses. I know how hard they work but the emotional side of their job is the toughest I would imagine.

[whit90]

Thank you Isabel my daughter is a nurse and I am going to send this to her. I just have so much respect for nurses and a very proud mom that my daughter chose that path in life. It really does take a special person to be a great nurse and Nikki is one of them.

[Nabsie]

Guess JPG is going to the Katy Perry concert tomorrow night. Sure he will post videos hehe

@JuanPaGalavis: Hey @katyperry, my NIECE is dying to MEET you tomorrow at the CONCERT... #CanWeMakeThatHappen

[chinita]

I didn't know he has a teenager niece

[Nabsie]

I'm sure he is talking about his sisters little daughter. He posted a video once of her and Camilla singing Katy Perry songs in the car.

[Isabel123]

This is Nikki's response to JPG's   IG post up thread   

nikki_ferrell   

[chinita]

These two are too much   

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