We were on our last rotation & working with a preceptor now so pretty much on our own, I went in the night before to pick a couple patients & do the research & be ready for the next day. I was very friendly with the nurses on the units & always talked with everyone, didn't hear any clues about what was to happen the next day.
I showed up in morning with my classmates & went in to introduce myself to my patient & let her know I’d be her student nurse for the day and my name and she replied with “I don’t want no “Ni--er" touching me I need another nurse” . I said ok Ma’am, & I walked out. I went and told my instructor & she changed the assignment but I felt so angry & humiliated at the same time, it was eating my insides up all day. I played it off like I didn’t care but did, but I also knew she was old & when you get old sometimes that true person that they were back when it was okay to talk that way comes out, so I didn't blame her, she was the patient, I was there to provide care to her, not the other way around. It was a good learning experience for my classmates in composure though, cause they got to see how I handled it ๐คท♀️ I guess some good came out of it.
Funny how something that happened so long ago came back to me tonight as I’m being irritated by this mandate thing in LA thats largely affecting us black people & dividing us over nonsense that makes no sense because I have a medical condition & won’t make that worse by taking drugs I don’t want. I don’t care how much money a person has, they don’t own Me or My body! I decide what happens here!

Great read. ๐
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