Well folks, the day has finally come. The day I've been simultaneously waiting for and dreading. The End of Orientation is upon me!
It's true; tonight is the very last night of my nursing orientation. For the next 12.5 hours, I will have a preceptor looking over my shoulder for the last time. And I'm not going to lie, I am terrified. I'm excited, yes, but also terrified. It's a humbling thought to know that today I'm still training and tomorrow I'll be considered smart enough to fly on my own.
I know that I still have a ton to learn, and I think that's what is making me so apprehensive about being done. I mean obviously I can't see everything while on orientation, but I am just now coming to terms with just how much I haven't seen yet. Routine minor trauma? Sure, I'll handle that. Massive resuscitation with blood and fluids and CPR and ACLS and doctors and the Level I and everything else? That I'm still terrified of. Heck, I'm still even terrified of the STEMI since I've not done much with those yet.
Whoo. It's terrifying.
But on the upside, everyone on staff has repeatedly told me, "We won't let you fail." That is a comforting thought. And with that in mind, I think I'm ready to fly!