Sorry for the hiatus. But I'm returning (not fully returned...but working on it)
I've been working as a Clinical Assistant for Brackenridge Hospital for about 4 months now. A short job description for my job is to help people for 8-12 hours each day. I really only have one official task and that is to take blood pressure and temperatures for the patients on my floor. After that, help people. Help the nurses by drawing blood, emptying fluid drains, transporting/moving patients, walking patients as part of their physical therapy. Helping the charge nurse by answering phones, knowing where the different paperwork is kept, getting rooms set up. Helping patients by giving baths, handing out food trays, changing bed sheets, and keeping an eye on the more "interesting" patients. Therefore, since I like helping people, I like my job.
I had my job evaluation two days ago. It's a nerve racking task, because I sit with my boss (who is not known for coddling people) for about an hour and talk about all the things you do well and poorly in the hospital. She reminds me of the principal or assistant principal who you DON'T want to see in highschool when you get in trouble. So I was quite nervous.
Within 30 seconds of being in her office I knew everything was going to be just fine. She had the nicest things to say to me. In fact, I think they were the nicest things anyone has ever said to me by someone who doesn't love me (so not including family, girlfriends, friends, etc...). She raved about my ability to pick up things quickly, to be available for helping others, my interaction/attitude with the nursing staff, and just about every aspect of the job. I don't think she had a single negative thing to say about me. She wanted me to start getting involved in committees and meetings in order to be more of a leader on the floor, and said she was eager to write me a letter of recommendation for nursing school. I walked out of her office floating on air, and ready to conquer the world.
I realize most of this blog post has been about how great I am. Really I'm imaging my mother being the only one who reads it, so I am directing this post towards her and she doesn't seem to get tired of hearing how great I am. I'm going to try and post more....well see if it happens.
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
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Oooohh! That's my Kevin! I'm so proud. Love, Mom
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