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Nurses Should Care, Not Jeer
Bullying in nursing is rife. We need to stop it in its tracks
The day I met my first bully, I was minding my own business and doing what I was supposed to be doing — preparing to administer a plethora of medications to one of my assigned patients.
He walked in and flipped into an instant rage.
He — a nurse assigned to the evening shift — was pissed that I, a lowly student nurse, was in his space. He voiced this menacingly as his forearm swept across the countertop and unceremoniously dumped my papers and the few medications that I had prepared onto the grimy floor.
I was gobsmacked.
At least two other nurses witnessed it. They didn’t challenge him. Nor did they come to my defence.
I quietly picked up my things, retreated to another area — away from his taunting looks — and proceeded with the shift.
I didn’t even say anything to my teacher, who didn’t witness the event. It was too unbelievable to have even happened.
A week later, I was attending to a patient behind closed curtains. It was a two-bedded room and the other woman had a caregiver assigned by the family.
An altercation ensued between the caregiver and a nurse. All she asked was what the…