A gut is not always a bad thing

Intuition.  A sense.  A feeling.  Gut instinct.  God’s way of talking to you.  The Universe trying to point you in the right direction.  Nurses are particularly keen to this sort of thing.  For the most part, we can probably eye a patient up and get a sense of things to come.  That’s part of the whole nursing package.

It’s not always something that is spot on though.  For example, there was a patient admitted to hospice last week that I thought for sure would be on hospice for an extended period of time.  Found out yesterday that he sadly has already passed away.  To say that I was a little shocked would be an understatement.

But, then there are moments, that inuition is spot on.  Without revealing too much, had a patient not doing so well.  Heading over to make a visit to her on Friday because even though she had already been seen for the week, I just felt like I had to see her again.  Her decline was rapid.  Even as I was sitting in the parking lot of her facility, a fellow hospice nurse was telling me that I really didn’t have to make that visit.  “She’s already been seen… no need for you to go..”  I could have just left, but, something was pulling at me to go see her.. Can’t explain… just a feeling.  Sadly, she passed away today.

When one of our patients pass, we all are notified.  Today, when the notice went out, the nurse I had been talking with on Friday said, “Boy, thank goodness you went and made your visit on Friday.”  I told her that I just felt like I had to… and she, one of the most experienced nurses I know said “You will make a fine hospice nurse”.  One of the best compliments I could have heard because I am still a bit nervous about it all..

I can’t explain what it is… I can’t explain how it works.  It just is.  It’s one of life’s mysteries… My kids would sure love an explanation because it’s typically what makes me call them out when they are lying.  It’s not anything I have control over.  I observe, I watch and I listen to what that little voice tells me.  Personally, I do feel it is God talking.  Whatever it is, I am thankful for it every day.

By Helen Haddick BSN RN CHPN

RN who has just left critical care in the hospital for hospice. Join me for my journey Please feel free to leave comments and like if you enjoy this

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