The Painful Start
Here is the guy who started me down this path. When he was just a few months old he was covered with eczema. Covered. We had to keep socks on his hands 24-7 so he wouldn’t make himself bleed by scratching. As a nurse and “crunchy, tree-hugger” I thought I was already doing what I could, but it clearly wasn’t enough. My son’s itching was a mystery. I needed to learn and grow so I could improve his health and wellbeing.
A Career in Nursing
Let me back up. From the time I was little, I knew I would be in a helping profession. The possibilities varied (nurse, physical therapist, veterinarian, etc) but I always came back to nursing. In college, I faced the challenge many of us did: pick your life. Ok, so you don’t have to pick your life, but when you’re shelling out tons of money for a Bachelors degree from a private college you don’t want to pick the wrong career!
At the core of the nursing process is “holistic, patient-focused care.” Nurses recognize that a person is more than a physical being. One of the papers I wrote my freshman year focused on the person as a three-legged stool. Body. Spirit. Mind. Three legs. Same stool. If any of those legs is weak, the stool falters and cannot function. It is the same with a person. Each of us must care for our body, spirit, and mind.