Second semester nursing has found my nursing cohort studying away at postpartum mothers and newborn infant assessments.
Today in practice lab, I had happily finished all of my assessments. Thinking my tasks done for the afternoon I turn and find my group gathered around an interesting looking table. Curious I approach and to my dismay... I find that I have yet to practice giving an IM shot to a BABY!! Ahh.. I had not mentally prepared myself for this today.. We were not supposed to do THAT today As I am rather afraid... strongly afraid of receiving shots, I also dread giving them.... But I come to the reality. It must be done.
I wash my hands and don my gloves for the task. A few feet away from me, stands the 40 year old paramedic who is getting his nursing degree. I gulp. The pressure increases as he penetrates my actions.
As I draw up the Vitamin K into the perilously large needle, I think... This is really it.. This is reality.. I am going to have to be giving this to real babies and not kill Them! My hands begin to tremble and I glance to where the paramedic is watching me. I give a wan smile and get the mannequin ready to stab.
Taking a deep breath , I plunge... Then look towards the man watching me and see his expression of wonder... Was it that good? He asks "Anna . Tell me. What angle do you stick at ???!!" Chagrined I realized I had done 45 degrees lower than I needed ... Ahh how painful.. I try again... "Anna Don't be so jerky!!" he says. He then proceeds to explain to me the proper method...
About 25 tries later , I look at him for approbation and finally, one that is not quite so jerky and at 90 degrees.
I am glad that needle specialists exist.