Yall what is my luck? It's shit, that's what. (TW: death)
I've gone into nursing as my career choice. I am 18 years old. I began my college classes as a junior in high school, and earned my nursing aide certification in 2023. During that course, we had clinicals. The first day was a Sunday, and there was a resident at the facility we did clinicals in that we interacted with. We didn't have clinicals again until the Saturday after, and when we went in for clinicals again, that resident had died.
I worked at a nursing home that was notoriously shitty, and I worked there from March 12, 2024- July 16, 2024 because the facility was permanently closed due to lack of funding, administrative issues, and state reports. None of my residents died while I was there, but it sucked to see them be transferred to other facilities knowing I would never see them again.
I started my medication aid certification class in March of 2025, and earned my CMA May 16, 2025, two days before my high school graduation. My clinicals were on a Monday and the following Saturday and Sunday. The first day of clinicals, they had a total evac fire drill.
I worked at my town's middle school as a custodian from March 10 to July 3, 2025. There were two fire drills during that time. (The fire drills are considered bad to me because I have sensory issues and the alarms give me a migraine like no other).
I got a different job at another nursing home. I started yesterday, July 9, 2025. It is my first day on the job. I was training with another person (as a CNA, I'll be trained for CMA later on), and we cared for a resident. While we were there changing the resident's brief, I noticed that her breathing sounded strange (which is not necessarily uncommon for those using oxygen concentrators) so my coworker repositioned the resident. Not long after, I re-entered the room to put the resident's roommate to bed.
Less than ten minutes later, the resident that was on oxygen died. It was my first day. I've never experienced a death. Did it affect me? Not really, I didn't know the resident at all. Even seeing a corpse of someone I had just seen living less than 15 minutes before didn't bother me.
Don't get me wrong, it sucks that she died, but I have sort of a morbid curiosity when it comes to death. I'm not close to anyone in my family really save for my brother (20 years old), and while there have been deaths in my extended family, I've never had contact with them or been close enough to them to really... Feel anything when they died?
I feel like I'm phrasing it wrong when I say seeing a corpse is cool. It ain't really cool, but it is definitely an interesting experience. I didn't like knowing that she was dead, but it was also my first time seeing a dead body (I swear I'm not a serial killer), and while usually that's traumatizing for most people, it wasn't for me. It might be the general emotional detachment I have going on, or something else.
Anyways, yeah. First day at my new job and someone died less than halfway through my shift. Joy. Also, I'm going to add that there was an inservice that I was REQUIRED to be present for, and when we had that inservice, the charge nurse tried putting me on the floor BY MYSELF. On my first day. On the hall that I hadn't worked on yet. While I was in the REQUIRED inservice.
I have my second shift today. We'll see if anything else wild happens while I'm there.
