Over the past few weeks, I have been attending my mental health clinical rotation. Here's what I have learned:
- Correcting a nurse by telling them that their "patient isn't crazy, they are sanity-challenged" will get you labeled as a smart-ass.
- Asking someone who is residing at a mental illness hospital "What are you in for?" is a very, very bad idea because A) they will tell you they either raped their sister or murdered their next door neighbor with a hatchet and B) it will most likely be considered untheraputic communication by your instructor and she will give you a sad face on your evaluation for the day.
- Talking about drinking games at a chemical dependency unit is another bad idea...even if you patient is your age and she brought it up. ("High card! Take a shot!")
- Don't call the teens on the adolescent wing "moody little fuckers" under your breath because they have hearing like bats.
- But if you do, and they tattle on you, it's okay. Because those moody little fuckers lie all the damn time and no one believes them anyway.
- Trying to focus on the movie "Shutter Island" enough so that you don't sound semi-retarded when discussing it in the group sessions is very difficult when you have been drinking Crown Royal out of a water bottle (straight, bitches. Because we nursing students get down like that.)
But in all seriousness, the past few weeks have been a very enlightening experience. It seems like one of those "But for the grace of God, there go I" types of things.