What I hate about being a nurse

What I hate about being a nurse is the knowledge I can’t forget. The questions to ask that so many people trust the medical staff to answer for them.

When is comes to my family illness, I’m not the best nurse. I turn into mom. I think as a mom; I act like a mom, and I react just like a mom.

Burnout Retired Nurse

If you have followed me for any time at all on social media, you know my boys are the center of my world.

One of the reasons I choose to run a business in the health and wellness industry had two reasons behind it. To take care of my family as natural as possible and as a nurse to be able to help people without the billion dollar industry big pharma.

For over 25 years I passed out a cup full of medication to my patients that caused them to have multiple side effects. I knew with a simple trimmer of a finger what was happening, and yes we had a pill for that too.

I wanted to be able to help my family without a pill for every problem and then a pill for the one it caused. Now that may sound like I am anti-medication or anti-doctor but I am not. I believe their knowledge is for when all else fails and they are the next step or help in an emergency.

This week was a reminder and a scare that will not leave me for quite some time.

Knowing as my youngest son approached the 7th grade he had those recommended vaccines due. I have been reading and researching for two years. I followed the reviews on the Tdap and Meningitis vaccine, and the side effects were small. I knew 100% the HVP was not only a no but a hell no! The side effects are immediate, and some girls had long term effects. I am not willing to take that chance with my son.

The biggest thing about vaccines to have a healthy immune system to be able for the body to handle the invasion.

As a nurse, I know that you should be monitored for 15-20 mins after getting a vaccine.

Over the last year, I have scheduled and canceled three appointments. The closer it would get to the appointment I would get almost sick and couldn’t take him to the health department for the injections.

Four days before school starts I decided we needed to get it over with.

As always they talk to you and give you their opinion on what he needs and why. I gave them my opinion why not and the only two I would agree upon. When it came time to discuss the HPV the nurse wanted to argue her point. I put my foot firmly down and said “I said no” She still wanted to say that there have been NO reports on ANY side effects of the HVP. I looked at her like a total idiot knowing that the CDC has them listed plain enough for a 5th grader to be able to read them.

It made my skin crawl that people trusted this person to tell them the truth. She is clearly passing misinformation with the studies plainly documented.

You ask what the HPV is:
Human papilloma virus (HPV) vaccines are vaccines that prevent infection by certain types of human papillomavirus. Available vaccines protect against either two, four, or nine types of HPV. … Gardasil has been shown also to be effective in preventing genital warts in males. Which has been on the market about 6-7 years? No long term studies are known.

The best protection for these types of virus are a condom or without sex. Which I have no problem talking to my boys about.

As we were leaving the department I stopped outside the door and wanted to ask a question. We went back in. The HPV was marked as if it was given. There was a date in the box. I wanted to make sure that was an error. Even thought he got two injections, there were three vials laying on the tray she brought into the room. My nursing gut should have reached over and looked at the vials…. I regret I didn’t.

My son who was standing beside me said, “Mom, I feel funny.”
I ask, “What do you mean funny? how?” as I pulled him to me and had my arm around his waist.
I thought my 5’3 boy was laying his head on my shoulder when I felt his legs wobble and I turned to look at him. His eyes had rolled back in his head, he had turned blue-gray and nonresponsive.

I screamed, ” HELP ME!!!!” as I took my hand and slammed it against the glass window at the counter.

A man about 5’0 came around the corner and in broken English he said, “Mom I have him” He scooped him up and took off running to the back of the office with my son flopping in his arms. I felt numb.

Nursing Assessment

I was not a nurse. I was his mom. My head was spinning with one thousand thoughts.
People were running to the room.
My son lay on the table gray….
More people came to the room. No one acting like this was normal, they looked scared, concerned and had no clue what to do.

I was waiting for the oxygen tank to show up.
I was waiting for an emergency cart.
I was waiting for someone to take his vital signs.
I was waiting for someone to act like they knew what they were doing.

He slowly started looking around. He was wringing wet with sweat. He was clammy. He didn’t have any idea where he was. He doesn’t remember any of this.

I was still waiting for someone to take his vital signs.

Brown wet paper towels are all he got added to his neck and his wrist. Not wash clothes. Brown paper towels.

Why is no one taking his vital signs? Where is the blood pressure cuff? Where is the assessment?

He starts coming around and wants to sit up.

They offered him a coke, in case his sugar was low. But how would you know no one checked it.

I hate being a nurse and knowing what you should be doing in a case like that. Check the vital signs, stick their finger check the blood sugar, add a low amount of oxygen to help them come around. Anything is better than staring and smiling at each other.

Why I hate being a nurse

Then the “mom” education starts. Mom this is normal after getting vaccines. This happens all the time. This is normal. We have this occur at least once a week in this department.

There is never anything “normal” about a human being turning blue/gray. That is a side effect. That is abnormal and just because it was being called average, it was not. I can 100% guarantee the report to the CDC was not filed as an incident by them.

An event once a week from a small health department is a lot of kids affected in one year (48)

My first fear took effect – they gave him the HVP vaccine. The nurse kept shaking her head she didn’t. There is no way to prove it other than blood work, and that takes 6 weeks before you would be able to tell for sure. Once it is in the body – it can’t be sucked out, now we had to wait and support his immune system.

My nurse mom took effect, and I contacted my natural health advisors for the best support I could give his system after this event. I wanted to give his immune system the best fighting chance no matter what vaccines he received.

When we got home I reached for my essential oils. He drank 2 ounces of NingXia Red, Brainpower to the base of his neck, helichrysum over his liver, flushed his kidneys for the next two days with lemon water and basil.

The next morning he took an Epson salt bath and then enjoyed a raindrop therapy massage from mom.

Blood work is scheduled in 6 weeks.

Ask Questions

I hate being a nurse and know the difference in a good assessment and one that is passive or in this case absent. Yes, I am a nurse – but when it comes to my kids. I am just mom until the flight or flight moment settles down and I can think. I want to trust our health care and the ones working in it. I also know to ask lots of questions and don’t take their word over my gut feelings. Allow your family to live as green as possible = Watch this Video = to see what I mean by living green.

Give your family the best immune support. It is the first protection you have to fight off the things that attack our bodies.

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