this month, i had the privilege of handling two patients who are dying and was able to endorse them to next shift. and after endorsing, they passed away.
also, i was able to handle a patient who had coded twice and tried to insert a pacemaker but failed.
am i privileged? i don't feel that way.
the touch of death. yes, that is the way i view myself. most often than not, the patients that i handle are really critical but then again, there is this thought that makes me succumb to self-doubt if i am really a good nurse. my friends and my colleagues tell me that it is just their time to go away. but is it? oh well, this must be really the essence of being a nurse- being able to handle and pass death.