Cancer. It’s my life’s work. My calling. It’s a word that makes people shudder.
Have you ever been tubing behind a boat? It’s an activity I’ve enjoyed since I was a little kid.
A few months ago my staff and I experienced multiple losses in a short period of time of patients we were very close with.
I woke up this morning feel defeated. The last few weeks things have been a bit rough.
How do you do it? It’s a question I get asked all the time about my job.
As a nurse, there are weeks of work where I don’t sit longer than to quickly shove down my lunch down and to speedily chart.
Recently I was talking with someone who doesn’t know me very well and they asked if I see myself in oncology nursing for the rest of my career.
The patient walked into the clinic for fluids. It had been a few months since I had that feeling in my gut.
This is a guest blog from Erin E. She currently resides in Grand Rapids, MI with her family where she works on an inpatient oncology unit.