- What they didn’t tell me in nursing school
St. Joseph’s School of Nursing in Peterborough, Ontario closed its doors in 1974, and as one of the School’s last (1973) graduating classes, my peers and I were the beneficiaries of a program that was one part theory and two parts practical experience, under the watchful tutelage of the Sisters of St. Joseph. Nursing’s military and religious influences were clearly visible to us and reverence of the bio-medical model lived alongside expected behaviours of caring, accountability and professionalism.
What they didn’t tell me in this training program, or I couldn’t hear at 21 years of age, was that:
• I would need to learn to live wit
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