In my second year of nursing school a friend and I began to notice that I always had what we liked to call the 'crazy' patients...
The mom who tried cocaine for the first time a few days before her scheduled C-Section. The asthmatic patient with a mom, grandma and twelve-year-old brother who all smoked in the house. The tattoed and pierced moms with 8 kids.
But along with the abundance of these types of patients, I also had a lot that were quite memorable in a touching way. The lady who didn't know I was coming, but let me in anyways. The terrified lady going for a breast biopsy. The elderly couple whose wife never left his side. The funny lady slowly losing her hair. The mom who delivered twins naturally - a rare feat these days. The boy with a great attitude despite his 'crazy' family. The class of junior high kids. The PD patient with attitude. The tourist patient who used a computer to translate 'ouch.' (Apparently its not a universal word).
Regardless of their 'crazy' status or not, these are the people who shaped my nursing education.
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