Sorry. There's always a weird calm after a patient dies. It can't be explained. It's ok to feel weird--you (are a nurse, right?) were his care giver and you provided him/her with comfort and compassion at a time when they needed it most.
It's really tough. Especially the first few times. Palliative care and letting a patient pass calmly can feel like you have to fight down your caregiver, life-saver instincts. But I remind myself that I'm giving my patients the same care that I would want in their situation.
Lean on your coworkers, we've all been there. PM me if you want, too. Hugs.
I'm so sorry, I know that can't be easier but you did what you could. I have a lot of respect for nurses and because I know I couldn't do what they do.
Post by DotAndBuzz on Sept 7, 2016 18:20:31 GMT -5
I'm so sorry. This is one of the hardest parts of nursing. It's also something that never really gets easier. At least it didn't for me. I cried every time, with each set of parents, and I remember every patient that died/was let go "on my watch." I usually had an anxiety attack when I got home, and would have to take a Xanax to go to sleep so that I could come back for my next shift.
It doesn't get easier, but it does become less scary, if that makes sense. Like someone mentioned above, there is an interesting calm when it is over, that I can't really describe, but that calm becomes less uncomfortable with time. It still affects you, but it isn't as startling or scary. I don't know if that makes any sense, but that's the only way I can describe it.
Be gentle with yourself, and don't hesitate to talk to your manager, or a mentor if needed. Truly. No matter the situation, it's never easy. ((((((hugs))))))
Post by amandakisser on Sept 7, 2016 18:32:10 GMT -5
You are a good person, and a great nurse, because you have compassion. I have no doubt that man felt safe and comfortable during his last hours on this earth. Take care of yourself!
Post by gilmoregirl on Sept 7, 2016 18:43:05 GMT -5
I'm so sorry. *hugs to you* what you do is amazing and I admire you for choosing this line of work. It takes a special kind of person to care for others.
I've lost so many patients over the last umpteen years. A lot were hospice. I can't remember all their faces, but there are a handful that haunt me. I knew them better than others or their stories just hit close to home. It never gets easier. I would cry on the way home or in the med room. We'd go get drinks after a hard shift to talk it out.
The fact that it hurts means that you're doing your job. Make sure you're talking about it. It helps process the feelings. Being a nurse isn't just about healing people, it's helping people get through their worst whether that is palliative care or IV antibiotics.
Have a drink / ice cream / whatever your "thing" is. Relax and let yourself cry.