Arrived at hospital via truck of 8, sweltering hot. Next truck carried our luggage. The drive from the airport to hospital last about 10 min. The city looks rather sad. It breaks my heart to see a city so ravaged. Tents camps in 90 degree weather. Chaos in the streets. No organization whatsoever.
Once at the hospital orientation takes place in the cafeteria/computer/kitchen. takes about 2 hours to go over protocols, rules/reg etc. The Haitian people are all over the hospital grounds. Waiting for service & caring for loved ones.
Time for a tour. Rather sad, the state of the people here.
I'm going to pause to try to nap before night shift begins @ 6p. Med surg unit. This shall be interesting.....
Awaken @ 1p by DON to be told that I need to work day shift. YAY! Hadnt worked night shift in 4 years...... Due to lack of staffing. 3 nurses called off before the mission started. So I had to regroup and get my mind right!!
Off to medsurg B. An 10 bed unit shared with a 4 bed icu unit. And a 2 bed ER. Here we go....sink or swim. I have an 3 patient assignment.
Feelings... Scared! Nervous! Ansty! What did I get myself into....I wanna go home:) the patients look miserable, it's 100 degrees & there's fans blowing hot air. Theirs an elderly woman moaning groaning & trying to crawl out of bed. There's no privacy. Boobs & butts hanging out every where. And there's a huge language barrier. Haitian creole is the native language. An interpreter is used for all encounters. There are people just hanging out in the courtyard. The hospital is considered a safe haven. I'll soon discover that at night, it becomes sleeping grounds for many.
TBC....
Day 2 Random thought as I am sitting outside pharmacy waiting for Tylenol. I am thinking it's day 2 & what have I gotten myself into? This medical surgical unit is why i don't want to do inpatient care. Long term chronic illness....
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You are so awesome girl keep up the good work!!!!
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