Speech by nurse in disinfection supply room 1
Leaders, judges, brothers and sisters: Hello!
In May, when flowers are in full bloom, we welcome our own festival. At this moment, there is an unspeakable joy in my heart. Here, I will reminisce about the journey with my sisters and sing praises to angels.
Inadvertently worked as a nurse for eleven years. Eleven years, more than 4,000 days and nights, took away one-third of my working time, but I searched carefully every silent night, but I couldn't find a trace. Yes! The profession of nurse is so common that many ordinary people forget it. The work of a nurse is too trivial, as if nothing had been done; Nurses work too hard, and many hard-working people are unwilling to engage in this profession. But it is with many ordinary people, with the care, sweat and true feelings of generations, that the health and happiness of thousands of families in Qian Qian can be achieved.
On February 27th, 20 13, 13, I voluntarily applied to work in the disinfection supply room. Many people are puzzled and ask that the disinfection supply room is an old, weak, sick and disabled department, and there is no technology to learn. In the face of everyone's doubts, only I know in my heart that I went there because I couldn't work the night shift and escaped the hard work of the clinical department. I think, if no one goes, no one will go. If there is no technology, there is no technology. As long as you are at leisure, don't work at night, and don't have direct contact with patients, it doesn't matter whether they have skills to learn. The knowledge of disinfection supply room is the same as most people. Isn't it just washing, wrapping and binding? Isn't it just right that you don't need to study? But when I got to my post, I realized that it was not as simple and easy as I thought, and I didn't need to study. Daily recycling, sorting, initial washing, enzyme washing, rinsing, final washing, disinfection, lubrication, drying, inspection and maintenance-packaging, canning, sterilization and unloading, the whole process should not be sloppy, and should be completed at work in all seasons? Armed to the teeth, but also face a lot of steam discharged when the pressure cooker works. In summer, the room temperature is as high as 50 degrees Celsius, and the whole person is like working? Like a drowned rat? ; In the dead of winter, every instrument must be thoroughly scrubbed in cold water. After a winter, finger joints will be swollen and painful to varying degrees.
Moreover, we have to deal with many unexpected contradictions and problems in our work, such as how to deal with some hidden dangers caused by improper operation of details, how to cooperate with other departments, how to do our own occupational protection and so on.
Looking back on the past time, we have had the lesson that the humidifying bottle was deformed because the drying temperature of the drying cabinet was too high, had the experience of arguing with the operating room because the equipment was not pre-washed properly and was polluted by blood, and had the anxiety and uneasiness of being infected because of the high work intensity and frequent contact with pollutants. Even so, we still haven't given up, still have no regrets, do our duty and go forward bravely! Everyone's sincerity, concern, tolerance and persistence touched me a lot, and made me sincerely realize that the disinfection supply room is not an idle place, nor is it a leisure place for the elderly to rest. On the contrary, it is an important part of the overall work of the hospital, and it is responsible for providing the hospital with sufficient, intact, complete specifications and quality-guaranteed instruments and instruments for disinfection and sterilization. Here, we need to be more serious and responsible. With everyone's help and guidance, I didn't recognize ordinary musical instruments at first? Novice? Now I have not only learned about the existing instruments in our hospital, but also systematically studied the national health planning commission's management norms for hospital disinfection supply centers (rooms) and technical norms for disinfection of medical institutions. He has also been selected by the hospital for many times to participate in the study of professional knowledge of disinfection and supply, and obtained the certificate of pressure vessel operation.
If the nurses in the clinical front line are more responsible for saving lives and promoting rehabilitation, then the nurses in the disinfection supply room are equivalent to the logistics support of an army. The nurses here are the escorts of the hospital's clinical frontline. No matter what position, as long as you put on the sacred nurse's uniform, you are a nurse and shoulder the sacred mission. In the cold wind, in the heat and in the rain, we are as always. We are meticulous in cleaning, disinfection, drying and sterilization. Let the spirit of caution and independence be brought into full play here. Because we know that if something goes wrong, the equipment may not meet the aseptic requirements, which may bring irreparable losses to patients. We take care of patients in another way. Maybe you will laugh at us for doing rough work, but I said, I will do it! This is the same as an angel! Also for the sacred mission! I am releasing my love in another way, and swearing to the leaders and people in another way: there are no mistakes in my work, please rest assured in my post.
For the health of the people, we are loyal to our duties, have no regrets and are willing to dedicate our youth! ! ! Thank you all.
Speech by the second nurse in disinfection supply room
When countless people enter the sweet dream country, who is still shuttling in the sick room; When people celebrate family reunion, who is still busy working silently? When terrible diseases raged, who built the Great Wall of Steel with a thin body? It's them, it's angels in white's selfless dedication! I am proud that I am one of them!
I am a nurse. I still remember it was a cold winter night. When a young man was carried in by several people, he was unrecognizable and bloody, and it was another tragic car accident. Nervous rescue began immediately. Take blood pressure, quickly establish venous access and tracheal intubation? With the orderly work of the attending doctor, we have been busy for five hours, and the high-intensity work has made us forget the fatigue! But the young man passed away. We can't have a rest, and the reproach, abuse, crying and slapstick of our family members come together. Yes! Who has the heart to watch a fresh life suddenly disappear from sight? Without comfort, we don't need comfort, and we can't have a ripple in our hearts. Only one person can quietly heal the wound and re-engage in intense and orderly work. Yes! Nurse's job doesn't allow us to wander around sadly.
The ocean is wider than the earth, the sky is wider than the ocean and the mind is wider than the sky. As a nurse, we should have a broad mind. Even if we are wronged, we still have a bright smile on our faces. We know that this kind of smile is sunshine, which can alleviate the pain of patients. This smile is rain and dew, which can moisten the patient's heart; This smile is a wing, bearing the hope of health and safety of thousands of families!
I am a nurse, and I started my life by making rounds with injections and infusions. I still remember an old man who lived in the ward once and had a bad temper. Give him an infusion and take medicine every day, and he will fly into a rage. For these, I have not complained at all, and I have not ignored them. Instead, I took the initiative to ask for help, went to the ward to chat with him, and listened to him talk about the past with relish. Whenever I see him immersed in memories for a long time, I feel that my heart is closer to him, I understand him better, and he is more cooperative with my work. When he was leaving the hospital, he held my hand tightly and said, are you my good granddaughter? . At this time, all the grievances and unhappiness disappeared at once. Yes! As a nurse, we should use the rain and dew in spring to moisten the patients' minds after a long drought, help them cross the swamp of the mind with strong hands, and actively build a bridge with them, so that patients can actively cooperate with treatment and recover as soon as possible.
I am a nurse, but when my son has a cold and a fever, I can't wait for him like other mothers. My husband is tired, and I can't deliver a cup of freshly brewed tea in time. When parents miss their daughter, I can only say that I am too busy at work. As a mother, I don't want to accompany my son all the time to help him get rid of his illness like other mothers; As a wife, I don't want to enjoy being immersed in love with my children; As a daughter, why don't I want to be filial to my parents? However, for the sake of patients, I can only choose to play a good role. As a mother, wife and daughter, I owe my family too much. I am not a good mother, wife and daughter, but I know I am a good nurse, a good nurse deeply loved by patients.
Now I have been a nurse for fourteen years. Fourteen years, thousands of days and nights, but in this silent night, I searched carefully, but I couldn't find any trace of it. Yes! The profession of nurse is so common that many ordinary people forget it. The work of nurses is too trivial, as if they had done nothing. Nurses work too hard, and many hard-working people are unwilling to engage in this profession. However, it is we ordinary people who silently dedicate our love, sweat and true feelings in exchange for the happiness of thousands of families in Qian Qian and the safety of healthy owners.
The poet Tagore once said: There are no traces of wings in the sky, but I have flown! ? As a nurse, I am convinced that monuments speak louder than words. How heavy the patient is in your heart, how heavy you are in the people's heart!
Disinfection supply room 3 nurse speaks
Dear leaders and colleagues,
(used when meeting at night) Good evening.
I come from the supply room. The topic of today's speech is: Do angels have love or resentment?
A white dress, a gaudy hat and a nurse with a badge are our image. We are called angels in white. Angels are the messengers of the legendary gods, symbols of happiness and warmth, and people's deep praise for the beauty of nurses' image and inner beauty. Sisters, when the storm of money worship and hedonism swept through, when people laughed at our low status and income, and when patients didn't understand us, did you ever complain? I saw the nurses and sisters shaking their heads, yes, no! Because we are angels, we can only have endless love, love patients, love ourselves and love this ordinary job.
We are angels, not dancing in Yue Xian's dream, nor are we vigorous heroes. You see: wearing the same white coat every day, you shuttle through the ward full of blood smell, urine smell, feces smell and disinfectant smell, and you hear groans of pain or gasps of urgency or failure, as well as insults from upset patients, and all you do is change the bottle with incomplete sputum suction and catheterization. Yes, that's what I like.
I will never forget my first night shift, when an elderly patient with heart failure came. Posture, oxygen inhalation, infusion, monitoring, I was about to look up to catch my breath when the patient grabbed my hand. His expression was painfully twisted, and his muddy eyes were full of fear and helplessness. He looked at me as if to say, nurse, help me. Instantly touched my heartstrings, and a primitive love for human beings gurgled in my heart. I was just held by his hand, holding his posture and watching the changes on the monitor. After 20 minutes, the patient was finally able to breathe calmly. Only then did I know that my legs were already sore. I took a long breath and felt a sense of accomplishment and joy that I had never felt before. It is a very happy thing to relieve the pain for others! Suddenly I feel that I have become an angel, and I feel like flying, but at the same time I am firmly bound by a sense of mission. From then on, I fell in love with this profession.
I was transferred to the supply room because of the need of work. There is a small yard between the tall ward building and the office building of the outpatient building, which is the supply room. Just like this humble little bungalow, some people often forget the angel in our corner. If nurses are ordinary, then we are ordinary in the ordinary; If nursing work is trivial, then the collection and arrangement of our medical education network is trivial. If nursing work is a war without smoke, then we are the front-line logistics support. Although we don't directly contact patients, our work is closely related to the safety of patients and the quality and safety of the whole hospital. Teachers Dong, Cai and Yu in our department are all nurses of the older generation and have worked in wards for decades. Now that they are old and a little unwell, they are still tireless and happy, playing a residual heat in their posts with a cavity of love. In the flying of cotton wool, under the rotation of electric fan, in the noise of steamer, there is no complaint.
No matter what position you are in, as long as you wear this dress, you are a nurse and an angel, and you have a mission. Trolley, backpack, climbing stairs, sending heavy packages to the ward to get back bloody equipment, in the cold wind, in the heat, in the rain, we are as always. Maybe you will laugh at us for doing rough work, but I said, I like it. Just like an angel! For a sacred mission! We are meticulous in washing, soaking, fine washing, packaging and disinfection, so that the spirit of prudence and independence can be fully exerted here. Because we know that if something goes wrong, the equipment may not meet the aseptic requirements, which may bring irreparable losses to patients. We are caring for patients in another way, releasing love in another way, and swearing to leaders and people in another language of action: my work is error-free, please rest assured in my post.
Did you know that nightingale is printed on the back of the pound? Nightingale is a hero and the pride of our nurses. Every real nurse is an angel. It is the nurse's hands that greet the arrival of life; It is the nurse who fights against the disease; It is the nurse who accompanies the pale life. The person who pulls the curtain of life is a nurse, and the person who pulls the curtain of life is still a nurse.
Nurses and sisters, please be proud with me, we are angels: please love your post, this job is so sacred; Please pay your broad love, so that the white will no longer be cold, and the ward will become an ocean of love!
The speech is over, thank you.