Whoa is me...
Beware...this isn't my typical Tanookie entry. It's actually a little bit darker, a little bit deeper, and a little more serious than my usual blog entries. I guess it was about due time that this blog might someday turn into a diary...public, of course! It's about starting my new job as a nurse practitioner.
Did I make the right decision? I thought I did. I think I did. I know I did? I know I was starting at the bottom of the hill. Starting over from scratch...I was once an ICU nurse where others turned to me for advice and guidance. Now, I'm alone...the only nurse practitioner in a practice full of experienced doctors. No one to relate to as a nurse, no one to look to for guidance. I have to find my own way...fumbling with each new week.
I hate that feeling...not knowing ANYTHING and acting like I know what they are talking about. I nod and nod, laugh, and verbally agree. Then I run back to my office and look up terms and diseases that I know nothing about. I wish I could download all this information into my head and spit it out in an intelligent language so that they can understand me. Sure I ask questions, but are they "intelligent" ones? Should I have known the answer already?
I knew I was taking a big risk working in a pediatric specialty with a Family Nurse Practitioner degree. Would I have been at an advantage if I were a Pediatric Nurse Practitioner? What if I weren't a PICU nurse? I am no doctor, just a nurse with a master's degree. In my office, my bare bookshelf does not compare to their bookshelves that are filled with medical journals and a vast amount of textbooks...some books they have written themselves! What books do I have? A medical dictionary to help me find the meaning of their everyday office jargon. A "Harriet Lane" book...best friend to a resident's pocket. My lonely pediatric textbook that we barely used in school. And a binder barely full of GI notes from class.
I guess with every up there is a down. And today was a down...tommorrow a new day and a new day to learn something...over and over again.