nursing philosophy

I hope by telling my nursing experience story that it will make you think about a special patient that you had the opportunity to take care of. The night before my first day of clinical I was excited and nervous. I did not know what type of patient I would have and I did not know if nursing was truly for me. I remember lying in bed praying to God to please not let my first patient be a man because I did not know how to take care of a male patient (at least that is what I thought). I kept thinking I have only seen my husband naked I don’t want to see another man naked and I definitely did not want to give one a bath. I know that this is naïve but this is how I felt at the time. The next morning I still was praying to God about not having a male patient as I got ready. I made it to the hospital and I sat in front of the teacher and listened to her tell each student there assignment. When she got to my name she told me the patient’s room number and the name and of course it was a male patient and all I could do was laugh on the inside. I just was trying to figure out why God did not answer that pray and I did not know how I was going to make it as a nurse if I could not get passed this one fear. I went to listen to report with the nurse who had my patient and in report the nurse told us about the patient. He was an elderly man who just found out that he had brain cancer. She added that he was mean and she looked at me and told me that he would probably curse me out and that she did not know how well he would do having a nursing student. My teacher heard the report. Of course I really got nervous and I was almost in tears thinking about what I have gotten myself into. Before I could go meet the patient I had to go into another room and I just said a little pray and started walking towards the patient’s room. The teacher stopped me and told me if the patient really did not want a student that she would change my rooms. On the way to the room I thought about what we