By The Gypsy Nurse

August 16, 2018

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From a Travel Nurse Husband

The Following is a Guest Article by Jay Lane

Originally published: April 2014

This life we are still getting used to.

A life of seemingly endless conversations. Meaningful exchanges of our day’s events. Sharing the good with the bad like many married couples all over the world. Discussing current events near and far. There is nothing routine, monotonous, or laborious about these communications. These conversations are different; we hang on to every word, not taking one syllable for granted. Time zones and space separate us.

I am a travel nurse husband.

A job that takes my wife thousands of miles from home for over a dozen weeks at a time. My wife is on her second remote assignment in the state of Alaska, and although we are 4,000 miles apart, we are in it together.

There are emotional phases for married couples whose spouse travels for work on long-distance assignments.

We share the excitement while we research her next potential assignment. She scours her resources, and we weigh the pros and cons of the different possibilities. We narrow it down and make our decision. It becomes real. My heart beats a little faster during this time period. I know there will be lonely days, but the distance between us is merely geographical.

We scrutinize contract details to make sure the “I’s are dotted, and T ‘s are crossed.” Next is the excitement of researching the location of the area to which she will be traveling. Traveling, to work to explore, to gain valuable experience. We Learn about the population, geography, and culture of her new temporary community.

Things start moving quickly the deal is signed and sealed. Anxiousness sets in, and soon comes the day of departure. The butterflies are only bare because I know her sense of accomplishment and pride are part of what makes her the woman I love. She is passionate and enthusiastic about her work and the adventure that awaits. She enjoys sharing with me her experiences, and I love hearing about them.

The phone call I eagerly await comes, “honey, I am here and settled in, the flights were fine, and I am ready to get to work.”

This is the beginning. It seems daunting. One day at a time. Every day that goes by is one day closer to being reunited with her. I wait with urgent tranquility for her return.

It’s May 16th and she’s back in my arms back in our home. We pick up where we left off.

About the Author:

Jay Lane, Self Employed Landscape Designer and Proud travel nurse husband of Gypsy Nurse Ambassador CNA, Michelle Lane;  devoted father of Krysta and Kaitlynn. Jay keeps the home fires burning and keeps the girls on track while Michelle is away on assignment, and he does it with pride, 13 weeks at a time. “Michelle is my biggest emotional support, even thousands of miles away. This would not work unless we both put in our best effort and are part of a team. I commend the sacrifices that all of the Travelers make each day.”

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February 5, 2017

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Why My Wife is a Travel Nurse

This article was provided by Travel Nurse Across America®.

Becoming a travel nurse family

My wife and I got together when she was still in nursing school. When she decided that she could tolerate me for the long haul, one of our first decisions was to work towards becoming a travel nurse family. We talked endlessly about the adventures we would have, always caveating our excitement with the knowledge it wasn’t always going to be a day at the beach, but we knew the positive would outweigh the negative. We read all the information on travel nursing we could get our hands on (The Gypsy Nurse being one of the best sources we came across). She contacted several recruiters and worked on getting her license in a compact state. We did our homework on how to travel with our young son, and on how to keep him on track educationally. Finally, with equals parts of excitement and trepidation, we were ready to hit the road.

It has been one of the best decisions we’ve ever made.

All the adventures we’ve had, all the people we’ve met, and all the opportunities to get to know each other better, have meant more to us than can be expressed with mere words. But today we had an experience that explains it as well as I’ll ever be able to. A travel nurse family always has a lot of stories to share, but this will go down as a particularly special one for us.

My wife is just about at the end of her current assignment.

My wife is just about at the end of her current assignment. As of this writing, we’re three days from heading out of town. She was off today, so for lunch, we went to a local hangout for some home-style cooking. When we walked in the place was full. There was a gentleman sitting by himself, that when he saw my wife, waved us over and offered to share his booth. He was the widower of a patient that my wife had taken care of when we first arrived. While at home, she had suffered a stroke and hadn’t survived it. The man recognized my wife and was happy to share our company. It was a bittersweet encounter, but one I will never forget. We laughed as he told stories about all the stuff he did to make his wife mad, and all the things she did to make him happy. It was hard to hold back tears as he talked about the hard times they had, and how it drew them closer and made them an invincible team. You could tell he was very impressed with my wife and the care she provided the woman he loved.

As we sat talking, a lady sitting across from us overheard our conversation. She was a retired nurse who had worked at the hospital my wife was assigned to. She joined our conversation. She said she was happy to finally be getting some rest, but missed the craziness sometimes. She and my wife talked shop, while our young son entertained her husband and the man we were sitting with.

The restaurant was only opened for lunch, we all sat around talking for so long some of the cook staff came out to the dining area. One of the cooks, a kid who would be graduating high school this year (the first boy in his family to receive such an honor), started talking to my wife and her new friend about nursing. He was especially interested in the prospect of getting paid to travel. He said he hadn’t thought about it before, but it sounded like something he wanted to consider.

When it was time for everyone to leave, it was hugs and social media information shared all around. Our son had managed to steal everyone’s heart, and everyone had a hard time letting him go. The gentleman whose wife my wife hadn’t taken care of, thanked us for making his day. He said good ones were harder to come by lately. The young man that was about ready to make his family so proud, said it was the best day he had ever had at work. The retired nurse said she was looking forward to following our exploits online and would love to see us next time we were in town. If we ever go back there, we have a lot of visiting to do.

Days like this make me remember why we do this thing we do. It also makes me remember just how special my wife is, how special nurses are. This day was made possible by my wife, and the opportunities afforded to her as a traveler. It’s a good life, and we’re grateful for it.