By Amanda Liimatainen
Are you a nurse?
I’ve been asked this question no less than three times in the last two weeks. “Are you a nurse? You sound like one and you actually understand what I’m saying.”
I am not a nurse. However, I’m extremely flattered when a nurse asks me this question. I am the daughter of a nurse. I grew up in healthcare. Thanks to Mom, it started when I was only ten. I often joke that once you get sucked in, it’s hard to leave. I have definitely been a patient. And there’s nowhere I’d rather be, professionally. I’m not physically impacting patients’ lives, but I do have the ability to affect their quality of care. I feel that my work has a purpose.
I partner with the hiring manager. I work hard to understand the unit, its culture, and the patient’s needs. I translate that into the quest to find the best possible candidate for the unit. I pay attention to the nuances in communication with the people that I interview. I probably have more clinical knowledge than the average Joe, but I cannot extubate a patient, read an EKG, or dress a wound, unless you count wet to dry bandaging on my dog that was hit by a car or a Scooby Doo Band-Aid for my kids. There is so much that I don’t know. What I do know is that I only want to present a candidate that I would want to care for my mother, my father, or my child. There is a purpose and a passion for recruiting in healthcare, as much as there is purpose and passion in nursing as a profession.