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	<title>Comments on: Mr. B.</title>
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		<title>By: Karen</title>
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		<dc:creator>Karen</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 14 Aug 2008 22:55:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Wow, what a neat story. I'm in my first few days of nursing school.  We are set to start clinicals in a nursing home in 3 weeks. I will really remember these stories and carry them with me. I know I will see some before thier final journey. I hope I can at least make a difference while I'm there. Of course the whole reason I want to be a nurse,  to touch a life. :)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Wow, what a neat story. I&#8217;m in my first few days of nursing school.  We are set to start clinicals in a nursing home in 3 weeks. I will really remember these stories and carry them with me. I know I will see some before thier final journey. I hope I can at least make a difference while I&#8217;m there. Of course the whole reason I want to be a nurse,  to touch a life. <img src='http://nursesdirect.crtdirectblogs.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /></p>
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		<title>By: Deanna</title>
		<link>http://nursesdirect.crtdirectblogs.com/2008/06/10/mr-b/#comment-57</link>
		<dc:creator>Deanna</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 23 Jun 2008 12:58:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thanks for sharing Karin. 
It's not your fault that she died, and its not your fault that you didn't know she was going to die. Nothing you did or didn't do would have changed the outcome--just like my experience with Mr. B. I think sometimes we are handed these experiences in order to learn for next time.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thanks for sharing Karin.<br />
It&#8217;s not your fault that she died, and its not your fault that you didn&#8217;t know she was going to die. Nothing you did or didn&#8217;t do would have changed the outcome&#8211;just like my experience with Mr. B. I think sometimes we are handed these experiences in order to learn for next time.</p>
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		<title>By: Karin RN</title>
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		<dc:creator>Karin RN</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 21 Jun 2008 11:52:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Wow, that experience, you will remember forever. Thanks for sharing. 

I have learned to  pay attention when my patient says she is dying. A couple of years ago, a patient, a new admit,  told me she was dying. For the lack of the luxury time and because I had 5 other, sicker patients that night, I did not get a chance to really sit with and  talk with her. She died during my shift, unexpected, yes with vitals signs stable and everything--until the tele monitor read severe brady then asystole within seconds! She had a DNR status so we did not do all the measures to revive her. Nobody was putting a blame on me. But somehow, I had this guilt feeling that I should have sat with her, for at least 5 minutes just to talk. The chaplain sensed this and gave me a hug. I broke out into tears. I should had called the chaplain, at least, to come talk with her before it was too late.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Wow, that experience, you will remember forever. Thanks for sharing. </p>
<p>I have learned to  pay attention when my patient says she is dying. A couple of years ago, a patient, a new admit,  told me she was dying. For the lack of the luxury time and because I had 5 other, sicker patients that night, I did not get a chance to really sit with and  talk with her. She died during my shift, unexpected, yes with vitals signs stable and everything&#8211;until the tele monitor read severe brady then asystole within seconds! She had a DNR status so we did not do all the measures to revive her. Nobody was putting a blame on me. But somehow, I had this guilt feeling that I should have sat with her, for at least 5 minutes just to talk. The chaplain sensed this and gave me a hug. I broke out into tears. I should had called the chaplain, at least, to come talk with her before it was too late.</p>
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