The metaphor of caring is the cautiously attentiveness carefulness of mindfulness of supervising of strangers. The metaphor of caring if the trust, professional, mutual respect, caring, partnership the giving of self to others to regain their trust for us to do our duty as a registered nurse to provide for our own survival while hoping to get a flow of a great amount of people at risk of their survival for us not to be sent home for not being busy with, dying, sick, patients is to truly give us a chance to show “On Caring”
In The book states page 12 second paragraph “The remarks about the growth of a person which follow are rather general; on a more concrete level there would be differences depending on whether we referred specifically to the growth of a child to maturity, the growth of an immature adult to maturity, or the growth of a mature adult. But that would lead us to have and be ourselves of what nursing school has done for us other than that we would be sole individuals showing our individualism of going through nursing of being sleep deprived, altered mental status, ineffective coping through two years of training to absorbed and add to our growth “of an immature nursing adult to a mature” to a “MATURE AND NURSING ADULT” .The inimical expectation of the” nursing school farm” (as in a barricade of sheep’s),because we want to remain individual. But the classroom will teach us a language in common. But the classroom will teach us a method that implicates us with each other in the way we would care for our lack of taking care of our health or own primitive life to the lack of fidelity to our distressed counter transference showing patients..But we all will be recognized that we belong to certain creativity the function of or to be a Nurse a “Registered Nurse.”
Some points in the book touched me page 11second paragraph ”The father who goes for the doctor in the middle of the night for his sick child does not experience this as a burden; he is simply caring for the child”. The father is simply caring for his child indeed. The child not knowing what the father had to do to help the child the extra hours of work the danger of being out at night, etc. To be me or a fellow nursing student is to risk of it all on to caring for starngers who might have a disease or even worst to impact us in the life we thought we had a good grip of. In to thinking one would cry when they see a sad movie to only cry. In contrast to when you HEAR a true story you cry even more or hold on to it more that will make an impact on you or will store it in your sub consciousness and repress it until it comes out and you experience burn out and risk of losing your license as a nurse a “Registered Nurse” because as your first year of nursing school you answered a question on the final test wrong the definition of compassion.
It states on the book page 19”I must understand the others needs and I must be able to respond properly to them, and clearly good intention do not guarantee this”. I can compare it to my first year of nursing at Olive Harvey College I did understand “The others needs, a particular person” and I did respond properly to them and “Clearly good intentions do not this”. I laff and would think otherwise. I started my second year of nursing without her my love my life my energy my so called all my girlfriend of 5 long years. It states on the book .To care for someone, I must know many things. I must know for example who the other is what his powers and limitations are, what his needs are and what is conductive of his growth” I DID! I passed my first year I fulfilled my duty to it balancing work, my dream of becoming a Registered Nurse and juggling with my unsuporting girlfriend while holding on my fading fantasy of having her giving me a family.
I knew my limitations and my needs for me to be someone to provide and support and care for just one person not a sick child, sick adult but as stated earlier someone in my...