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For one month, I was assigned to only one patient almost every day. It started last October 13 when a patient was transferred to our ward who was first admitted in the Coronary Care Unit. Because her daughter who is apparently the secretary of our hospital's president isn't used to leaving her mom alone, she asked the nursing office if they could give her a nurse per shift inside their room. VIP much. I was the first nurse assigned to that patient as a "private duty nurse". As days went by, other volunteer nurses were also assigned to her but the daughter kept on requesting me to exchange with the nurse originally assigned for that day (she doesn't like how they do their nursing care for her mother).  The staff nurses in our ward teased me that I am the favorite nurse of 503 (the patient's room). It's flattering actually. I have nothing against them because the patient and her daughter treated me like a family member.

After 2 weeks of being a PDN, I suddenly felt bored inside the room as my nursing tasks were lessened. The patient recovers from her illness so I really have nothing to do but to stay inside the room, turn the patient every two hours or even less than that, call a nursing aide to change the diaper and apply lotion to her dry feet. It's not that I am complaining, it's just that I am the type of person who doesn't want a monotonous job. I love challenges. I prefer toxic areas. Yes, I'm weird.

Last Monday, I was happy to learn that they were already discharged from the hospital. One thing that makes me happy is that "mommy" (I call my old female patients mommy) survived from a very critical stage. As a nurse, I still wish my patients well. And of course, another thing is that I am back to the "outside" world where I have 17 patients to handle and medicate in 8 hours.

My medication tray and medex.