I wondered what it would be like working in Pediatrics. I love kids. They can be so much fun. They can be pests too, but mostly I find their energy and creative entertaining. I worried about seeing them when they are sick, because then they are pretty miserable - crying, screaming, dripping, etc. It's just tough to see someone so little in pain. I guess I'm lucky I only have to deal with them for brief intervals. Mostly they are a joy to work with - only a handful are difficult. That's where some coaxing comes in. The nurses have the task of giving the dreaded shots.
Today was a bit more challenging. We had a 6 year old girl come in. She didn't want to be touched at all and was hesitant to answer questions. She was even ashamed to admit certain things. Her mom had some concerns and reason to believe that her daughter had been molested by another person in the house. Abuse is awful and tough. It's not something you ever want to see or hear about. For me, it sucks the air out of the room. How do you put on a happy face and move on after a child's innocence has been tampered with? I think it's hard even to hand over a report to someone and not know if justice will be made. The other providers are great at handling such a delicate and important subject.
It's overwhelming and heartbreaking. And it's only Monday. This could be a long week.
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