Gender Symbols In Nursing

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Hero’s are never forgotten.

The media on nurses are nothing to what they should be credited for, in 2010 nurses were getting stereotyped as ‘unintelligent sex symbols’. This had a major impact on the number of applicants for nursing. Research shows that the care of advanced practice nurses is at least as effective as the care of physicians. Nurses risk their lives everyday handling the paitents one-on-one all round the day. Mrsa is a huge risk in nursing, if they don’t wash their hands enough, but also with how much handling of things they actually do. The global nursing shortage is a public health crisis.

Death comes on short notice, it doesn’t write or call to inform you that it’s coming, it doesn’t even knock, just happens. My granddad
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I couldn’t look at him; the essence of a killer sitting inside him was sickening. You could tell everything about him through his eyes, he could never hide what he was feeling from me if I looked into them. Sometimes a bright blue burst of joy, others it was a murky sea, frightening and sad. This time I couldn’t figure it out, it was neutral, either he was neither happy nor sad, or managed to hide his emotions. I didn’t like it, it was as if he was keeping a secret from me, I wondered if this would drift us apart, but was I…show more content…
I was numb, so while everyone was crying and showing respect, I was angry. I couldn’t feel anything towards him, and I needed to. Whether it was anger, despair anything, I was never numb. Everyone paid their respects and hugs started flying at me, but I never returned them, I never spoke. I couldn’t, there was nothing to say, he was gone. Looking back I couldn’t say I would of done it differently, I needed to deal with it, but still hadn’t. I wanted the cliché of seeing him walk through the door and giving me a hug, but life never worked in clichés, it was always the hardest way. He was never coming back.

My granddad was an inspiration to me; he’s pushed me towards helping people. This came to my decision that I am going to help people as my job, a doctor. I want to be able to stop people from losing a loved one when they don’t need to die, to stop them going through the horrid torture I went through and still am. You never get over a death of a loved one, no matter how hard you try; they’re apart of you for life and nothing can change that. My granddad taught me to love, he taught me life is precious, whether it’s fun or hard going, it is something to treasure for as long as you can. Grandpop, you are my
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