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    In the Department of Gastroenterology, patients usually come in the afternoon for hospitalization.

    And the newly admitted patients must do blood sugar measurement and electrocardiogram.

    In the afternoon of the same day, I followed other interns in the department to receive patients in the nursing station and measure blood sugar. Then I pushed the mobile electrocardiogram machine to the ward to take an electrocardiogram for the patient.

    Measuring blood sugar and taking an electrocardiogram are very simple, and I quickly learned it from other interns.

    It's just that when I first entered the department, I really had to learn everything.

    For example, the first thing to do when you come to the department every morning: change the sheets of the patients who will be discharged that morning, so as to welcome new patients in the afternoon.

    In fact, even the simple task of changing bed sheets took me a lot of effort when I first started learning.

    Because in order to save time in clinical practice, we will not use the bed-making methods taught by our teachers in the experimental class at school.

    Instead, after putting on rubber gloves, they simply and roughly removed the dirty sheets, and then the two of them laid the sheets together, and then filled the cotton wicks together.

    It's just that when I saw other interns laying sheets, it felt weird and fun.

    Because they lift up the sponge under the bed sheet and tie the four corners of the bed sheet at the head and end of the bed respectively, they always like to pull a little more sheet, which leads to the fact that the sheets at both ends are tied under the sponge  , because the sponge is "bound" too tightly, the middle always sticks up.

    The solution to this problem is even simpler and rude, and that is to press hard.

    Yes, press hard.

    ?Because after pressing hard, the sheet that was not fastened will be supported by the sponge, and then both sides of the sheet will be tucked under the sponge by hand, and a neat bed will be laid.

    I just don¡¯t know if it¡¯s because I didn¡¯t use the right method, or because I didn¡¯t have the strength to lift the sponge, so the side of the sheet I tucked was not as good as other interns. This troubled me a bit, but I had to learn slowly.

    At noon on the first day in the department, I suddenly forgot how I had lunch.

    But for a moment when I wrote that I forgot, I suddenly remembered it again.

    It turns out that our memory is so wonderful.

    On the first day of entering the hospital, I had lunch with several other students in our class who were interns in the same hospital as me.

    There are three nursing classes in our school, two are promoted from higher vocational colleges, and the other is promoted through the ordinary college entrance examination.

    However, there were 35 people in each of the two nursing classes, and there were even more people who were upgraded to higher education later.

    However, the nursing class we got through the ordinary college entrance examination had only 21 people at the beginning, and after changing majors, there were still 21 people.

    And I was one of three people who were transferred to the nursing class.

    When I was in the third year of junior high school, because my parents were sick, and my sister was not in good health for a while, so from the first year of high school, it became my dream to enter a medical university and become a doctor.

    ?Because the results of the college entrance examination were mediocre, in the end I was only admitted to my current school¡ªan ordinary secondary school.

    But in the first half of my freshman year, I vowed to change my major, because I could not see my future from my major¡ªphysical geography and resource environment.

    I don't even know what I can do in the future if I study this major.

    Be a geography teacher?

    That's all I know about my former major.

    Although the country has begun to pay attention to environmental protection in recent years, and the scope of our profession has increased, I still want to stick to my original dream - to study medicine.

    But when it came time to change majors at the end of the semester, I became hesitant again.

    In the past, the two majors I wanted to study most were clinical or traditional Chinese medicine.

    But when it came time to write the application and prepare to change majors, I didn't want to change the two majors that had been lingering in my heart.

    ?Because my family background is average and there are many children going to school at home, so I don't want to study for five years, and I don't want to have the burden of such a long time at home.

    And when I was a freshman, I didn't want to take the postgraduate entrance examination. I also knew that whether it is clinical medicine or Chinese medicine, after five years of study, not only a few years of regular training, but if I don't take the postgraduate entrance examination, I will graduate from an ordinary secondary school like ours.  It's hard to find a job if you go out, or you can't find any good job at all.

    So in the end, with my heart full of complications, I tried my best to comfort my sad heart with all kinds of good words: at least I learned nursing, so that I can?You can use your own ability to find a job in the hospital instead of asking others.

    I don't like to beg for help, and I don't want my family to beg for help because of me.

    What's more, if you want to go to the hospital, even if you have a relationship at home, it may cost more than 100,000 yuan.

    And I know that my family has not saved more than 100,000 yuan until now.

    Entering my senior year, I began to look at the recruitment information on Lilac Talent.

    Although I am also preparing for the 2021 graduate entrance examination, I still sent my resume to some tertiary hospitals.

    Recently, I received two phone calls from the head nurse of the Shenzhen hospital that I delivered, and I have more confidence in our school and my academic qualifications.

    Because although my university is a secondary institution, my undergraduate degree in nursing is considered very high among nursing workers. Not to mention that many hospitals have been expanded due to the epidemic, and they all need people.

    Sometimes I would praise my original rational choice in my heart, but sometimes I would still blame myself for not sticking to my dream of becoming a doctor.

    Because in clinical practice, our nursing interns are often disliked by patients. Even nursing teachers and doctors have a lot of gaps in the eyes of patients.

    It can be said that although doctors and nurses are in the same ward, their work and status are completely different.

    And sometimes when I stand still, staring blankly at the back of the doctor walking in the ward, the gap in my heart is even bigger.

    I also regret that I didn't choose to be a doctor in the first place.

    But some time ago, when I was chatting with my good friend who studies rehabilitation¡ªnow in Wuhan as an intern, she said to me: It is difficult for them to find a job in a tertiary hospital for rehabilitation.

    And I'm lucky. After graduation in the future, I have a great opportunity to work in the top three, and I feel more comforted.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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