I’ve come to realize that nursing can humble you – real fast. I went from being a confident and competent emergency department RN to an insecure nurse trainee in an operating room.
The sun is setting as I circle a house looking for a back entrance to where I’m told a young man lives. Knocking and calling out loudly, I enter a crawl space that doesn’t allow me to stand up straight.
I graduated from nursing at Seneca College in December 1984. During our final student assembly, we had a guest speaker from Toronto’s Mount Sinai Hospital. She was a nurse who worked with patients who experienced pain, mostly oncology patients.
