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November 18, 2021
Blessing in Disguise
Moving on from tragedy is one of the hardest things to do. When something tragic happens to you, it is then that you realize that you needed what has left you more than you thought. Some of the most miserable experiences are death, sickness, bankruptcy, being fired, and even going through a breakup. Over time I came to realize and acknowledge that when something is missing, the heart goes through a lot of aches, and when your heart is not in place, then your mind would not find the way to peace; and when there is no peace, then you cannot get anything done. I am saying this because I have fallen victim to heartache because of losing a very close and dear person to me. It made it hard for me to move an inch (Massimi & Baecker).
Negligence is something that I hold close to my heart because negligence has caused me the ache that is now permanent in my heart. There is a lot of negligence in the hospitals, which generates close to five thousand lost lives. The practitioners in the hospital are not severe with all the patients that walk into the hospitals. It leaves me with the question; what values are taught in medical schools? Examples of hospital negligence vary depending on who provided the service: Failure to diagnose an injury or sickness, or misdiagnosis Laboratory results are misread or ignored. Surgery that isn’t required Surgical blunders or surgery performed in the incorrect location Incorrect dose or medicine Inadequate follow-up or aftercare Discharged too soon Ignoring or failing to obtain a complete patient history Failure to order appropriate testing and inspections Inability to detect signs (Brown & Hudak 140).
Mine is a very personal story, and every time I think about that day, I have tears rolling down my eyes. On one fine Monday, I got a call from my younger sister; this was so unlike her because at that hour is when she says that sleep is the sweetest- young generation. I picked up the phone and on the other side of the line was my sister’s shaking and trembling voice, she had been crying for a long time- I could surely tell. Immediately my mind went blank, and my world was spinning. I was not sure what was happening. I gathered the little strength I had, and I asked Joan, my sister, to calm down and let me know what was happening.
Joan mentioned our mom and again, broke into tears. I did not waste any time, so I left work and drove fast to her. On arrival, I was greeted by an empty house, and now, this was becoming scary. I picked my phone again and called my sister, and that’s when she told me that they were at the hospital. I rushed there without wasting time, and I quickly looked for my sister. I got to the reception, and that was where the little patience I had was lost. The receptionist there did not bother to find out what I had to say, nor did she look me in the face. By the time I got to the room where my mom was admitted, it was already too much time wasted. I got to the room, and I found the nurses getting her ready for surgery. I held my sister in my arms and told her it would be fine, but I was not sure if all would be well deep in my heart. My mom went to the surgery room, but that was the last we saw of her. My mom did not come out alive.
After keen investigations, I got to know about the problem that happened in the surgery room. The nurse in there with the surgeon mixed the drugs, so my mom was given the wrong medication, which led to her untimely death. My mother’s death got me stuck for a while, but after some time, I decided to look for a solution that would benefit my family and others in general. I decided to go back to school and majoring in becoming a nurse. I can tell you that I will dedicate every ounce of my concentration and sanity to any hospital I will employ at. I will countercheck the drugs going to the operating room to ensure that the nurse on duty will place the right medications. At the end of each day, it will be such a joy to know that we had not lost a patient because of hospital negligence.
My mother’s death was a blessing in disguise. During my time of grieving, I got to know what I truly wanted. I thought my path was different, and honestly, before that day, I was a bit confused, but after the incident, it was crystal clear that it was nursing I wanted to practice and not just practice but perfect it. I can confidently say that thanks to the bridge transition model (Miller), I was able to go through my feelings positively, I went through the ending. I decided to let go of the pain and the bitterness that the hospital had caused, then I went through the neutral zone where I had to learn how to live without my mother and take care of my sister. I allowed myself to understand what my mother took care of so that I could take over from where she left, finally, to the new beginnings where I decided that I wanted to become a nurse and take care of patients in a more courteous way. I will take on the role of making sure that hospital negligence would be a closed chapter in the hospital someday. As I look back at how I handled my mother’s death, I feel rather proud of myself, and again I know she is happy that I am who I am today.
Works Cited
Brown, R., and Magen Hudak. “‘Have you any recollection of what occurred at all?’: Davis v. Colchester County Hospital and Medical Negligence in Interwar Canada.” Journal of the Canadian Historical Association/Revue de la Société historique du Canada 26.1 (2015): 131-162.
Massimi, Michael, and Ronald M. Baecker. “Dealing with death in design: developing systems for the bereaved.” Proceedings of the SIGCHI Conference on Human Factors in Computing Systems. 2011.
Miller, Julie L. “Managing transitions: using William Bridges’ transition model and a change style assessment instrument to inform strategies and measure progress in organizational change management.” The 12th International Conference on Performance Measurement in Libraries Proceedings. 2017.
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