The Story of a Rotating Nurse's Collapse and Growth

The year I put on my white coat, I thought saving lives and helping the wounded was gentleness and glory. Only after I really entered the clinic and started rotating in the department did I understand: the daily life of a nurse is to be in a hurry, unable to explain, and suffering. A young newcomer who has just entered the workplace, rotating from surgery to emergency department, stumbles amidst the beeping of disinfectant and monitors. I have encountered unexplainable misunderstandings, unreasonable accusations, and unseen grievances; I have endured endless night shifts, endless systems, and always tense nerves. The patient's confusion, the emotions of the family, the rules of the department, the favors in the workplace, countless small and suffocating moments... Every breakdown is real, and every time you grit your teeth and persevere, so is it. There is no dramatic heroic plot, only the most realistic daily life of ordinary nurses: While collapsing and experiencing internal friction, he is healing and growing; while he is often speechless, he is determined year after year. This is the epitome of thousands of young nurses, and it is also the way I slowly learned to be gentle, professional and calm in the ward.