NVCFI College of Nursing

2026 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐰𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐬.

The year we stop shrinking, overextending, and pouring from empty cups just to keep others comfortable. This is the year we release the fear of disappointing people and choose peace over pressure. Saying “no” is no longer a weakness; it is an act of courage, self-respect, and self-love.

This is the year we listen to our hearts instead of outside noise. The year we trust that protecting our energy is just as important as showing up for others. We learn that rest is productive, silence is powerful, and choosing ourselves does not make us selfish; it makes us whole.

In 2026, we set boundaries without guilt and walk away from what drains us without explaining ourselves. We choose growth over approval, healing over habits, and peace over proving our worth. This year, we rise with clarity, grounded in self-worth, and confident in the truth that we deserve the same care, compassion, and love we so freely give to others.

𝗡𝗼𝘀𝗲𝗯𝗹𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝗠𝘆𝘁𝗵 𝗕𝘂𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱: 𝗛𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗕𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗼𝗿 𝗙𝗼𝗿𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗱?

Ever been told to tilt your head back during a nosebleed to stop the blood from dripping? ❌ Think again! This old wives' tale can be dangerous—blood flows down your throat, risking choking, nausea, or even stomach upset.

The Right Way (Science-Backed!)
✅ Sit upright, lean forward slightly, and pinch the soft part of your nose (just below the bony bridge) for 10-15 full minutes. Breathe through your mouth and spit out any blood. This clots the bleed at its source in Kiesselbach's plexus!

Why It Matters
Forward leaning keeps airways clear while pressure seals vessels. If it lasts >20 mins, call a doctor—could signal something serious. Stay informed, stay safe! 💉🩺

✍️: Bea Antonette E. Canto | Junior Writer
💻: Danylle Gorre| Junior Digital Designer

𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐒𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐫 𝐏𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐨𝐣𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭, 𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧 𝐉𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐇. 𝐃𝐞𝐥𝐚 𝐏𝐞𝐧𝐚! 📷

Your eye for detail and passion for storytelling bring every moment to life. Thank you for capturing memories that truly matter.

Wishing you a day full of joy, inspiration, and picture-perfect moments! 🎂✨

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐌𝐘 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒𝐍'𝐓 𝐒𝐀𝐘

I smile.
Not because I’m okay,
but because it’s easier than explaining
why my chest feels heavy in a room full of light.

Anxiety whispers what no one hears.
Burnout sits in my bones like a second weight.
And depression?
it doesn’t always cry,
sometimes it just empties me
of wanting anything at all.

I show up.
I function.
I do what I’m supposed to do.
They call it strength.
They call it resilience.
But they don’t see what it costs.

This is a war without wounds,
fought in silence,
behind practiced laughter and “I’m fine.”

Still… I’m here.
Breathing through the heaviness.
Choosing to stay.

And maybe that’s my quiet victory,
to keep living
in a world that only sees the smile,
never the battle behind it.

✍🏻: Welrose Pacate | News Editor
💻: Danylle Gorre | Junior Digital Designer

𝐃𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰?💡Nursing has its own patron saint!

Meet 𝗦𝘁. 𝗖𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗹𝗹𝘂𝘀 𝗱𝗲 𝗟𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗶𝘀, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗮𝘁𝗿𝗼𝗻 𝘀𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗶𝗰𝗸, 𝗵𝗼𝘀𝗽𝗶𝘁𝗮𝗹𝘀, 𝗻𝘂𝗿𝘀𝗲𝘀, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝗻𝘃𝗼𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘀𝘁 𝗴𝗮𝗺𝗯𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴, an Italian nobleman who served as a soldier during the Battle of Lepanto in 1571, long before he dedicated his life to the sick.

Before he found his calling, St. Camillus had an interesting histroy. He wasn’t as dedicated nor interested in the healthcare field. He was even deemed as a troublemaker—the very opposite of a saintly caregiver.

Early in his childhood, St. Camillus was a gambler and a fighter, he even earned the nickname "big bully" due to his hot temper and big built. In 1571, he developed a severe abscess in his right leg causing him to seek cure at the hospital of San Giacomo where he serve there for a short time before he was fired due to his quarelling and gambling habits. He then return to the army where he participated with the Venetian Army and the Spanish army to fight the Turks, there, he once again faced close encounter with death making him wanting redemption on his sinful soldier's life.

He found work with Franciscans and was deeply moved by their faith, he then vowed to become a capuchin, in which he was not able to fulfill due to his incurable leg wound. He was then again readmitted to the Hospital of San Giacomo then worked there first as a servant, next as lower administrator, then a manager of physical plant and finally a general supervisor. Upon seeing the hospital’s working state, St. Camillus was not pleased with the hospital's nurses as they were untrained and all of them were men who dislike their work. They often neglect their patients, left them unclean, making the disease spread fast. The hospital was described as "sordid" and "stank". The nurses often show disrespect to their patients, even failing to call the priest in to help the dying. Having no power to bring sweeping reforms at San Giacmo, he did what he only could: he arranged better food for the the sick, he called a priest to distribute Eucharist every week and encouraged Jesuits novices to come and help care for the sick. He gathered like-minded reformers to bring change upon the facility. Despite all of this he met opposition from other administrators in the hospital.

On August 15, 1582, he had a religious experience that convinced him that there was need for a religious order which would devote itself exclusively to helping the sick. Later on he established the Camillian Religious Order now known as the Order of Ministers of Infirm.

St. Camillus was not perfect, he's early life was not that of the life story of martyrs, yet he led a life of reform and devoted his life in improving the health of others. God made him his vessel, one where He touched his heart and soul so he could see the conditions of his people and help them alleviate it.

And just like St. Camillus, nurses, as well as we nursing students entered this profession not out of chances but out of calling. Despite the tedious work, the never ending studying, the stress, we continue to pursue this profession and even enrich our knowledge and skills through continous learning to provide better care and services to each patient. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒃𝒆 𝒂 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒐 𝒖𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆 𝒅𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒕 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒔 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒔 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔.

𝗔𝗴𝗮𝗶𝗻, 𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗴𝗶𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗦𝘁. 𝗖𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗹𝗹𝘂𝘀 𝗱𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘆𝗲𝘁 𝗶𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗻𝘆, 𝗶𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗚𝗼𝗱'𝘀 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗻, 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗮𝗿 𝗴𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝘀𝗲𝗲𝗻, 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒅.✨️

"The poor and the sick are the heart of God. In serving them we serve Jesus the Lord." -Saint Camillus de Lellis

✍🏻: Tamara Diadeo | Senior Feature Writer
💻: Danylle Gorre | Junior Digital Designer

𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙒𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙒𝙝𝙞𝙩𝙚

White looks light. Clean. Innocent. From a distance, it appears effortless just fabric, just color. But to those who wear it with purpose, white is heavy.

𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬. 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦, 𝐚 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐚𝐭, 𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐬𝐲𝐦𝐛𝐨𝐥. 𝐀 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞, 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭. Patients believe in white before they believe in names. Families cling to it during uncertainty. And with that belief comes pressure the silent, constant, and real.

White stains easily. Every mistake shows. Every drop of sweat, every trace of exhaustion, every failure to be perfect becomes visible. Unlike darker colors that can hide flaws, white exposes them. In the same way, those who wear white are expected to be flawless which calm under pressure, strong without rest, compassionate without limit.

But what people often forget is that white absorbs. It absorbs long hours, heavy emotions, unspoken fears, and quiet sacrifices. Over time, that absorption becomes weight.

𝒀𝒆𝒕 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔, 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒏. 𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒚. Because white also represents courage, to serve even when tired, to care even when unnoticed, and to show up even when the weight feels unbearable.

𝑾𝒉𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒓. 𝑰𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒂 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒃𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒘𝒆𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒏. N𝒐𝒕 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒚𝒎𝒃𝒐𝒍𝒔, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒄.

✍🏻: Catrina Delos Santos | Feature Editor

𝗗𝗶𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄? Long before the stethoscope became a symbol of medicine, it began with a moment of human discomfort.

In 1816, French physician René Laënnec was examining a young woman with heart symptoms. At that time, doctors listened to the chest by placing their ear directly on the patient’s body. 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙇𝙖ë𝙣𝙣𝙚𝙘 𝙛𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙩 𝙞𝙢𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙩 𝙖 𝙬𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣’𝙨 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙩, 𝙨𝙤 𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙖 𝙥𝙞𝙚𝙘𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙥𝙖𝙥𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙖 𝙩𝙪𝙗𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙞𝙩.

𝑻𝒐 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒆, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒄𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒓. This simple experiment inspired Laënnec to invent the first stethoscope. 𝑯𝒆 𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒂 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒄𝒚𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓, 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒇𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒐𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒅, 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒆𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒂𝒓. This design allowed doctors to perform “mediate auscultation,” listening without direct contact, and provided more accurate diagnosis of heart and lung conditions.

Over time, the stethoscope evolved: flexible tubing replaced wood, binaural earpieces were added, and modern acoustic improvements enhanced clarity, giving us the instrument healthcare professionals rely on today.

The invention was not only scientific, it was respectful. Born out of modesty and empathy, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒄𝒐𝒑𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒖𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒂𝒅𝒗𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒍𝒆𝒅𝒈𝒆, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒔𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒕𝒚.

✒️: Catrina Delos Santos | Feature Writer

𝑨s we step into a new year, we carry with us the lessons of the past both the struggles that 𝒕𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒖𝒔 and the 𝒔𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒗𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 that 𝗸𝗲𝗽𝘁 𝘂𝘀 𝗴𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴. Even with heavy academic workloads, busy schedules, and constant pressure to perform, 2026 reminds us that growth does not come from ease, but from 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲.

This year invites us to move 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗱 with 𝗼𝗽𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗶𝘀𝗺, believing that every effort counts and every challenge 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒑𝒖𝒓𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒆. We may feel tired at times, but we are also becoming 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓, 𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒓, and 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒑𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆. As we welcome 2026, we choose to 𝘁𝗿𝘂𝘀𝘁 the process, 𝗲𝗺𝗯𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴, and face the future with 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗮𝗴𝗲, 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲, and a 𝗱𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁.

𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐁𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐋𝐒𝐂 𝐌𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚 𝐍𝐞𝐰𝐬 𝐄𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐨𝐫, 𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐓. 𝐏𝐚𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞! 🎉💙

Thank you for the heart you put into every story you write and the effort you give behind the scenes. Your creativity, dedication, and love for storytelling help capture the voices and moments that matter most in our Nursing community.

Your NVC Nursing family wishes you a year filled with confidence, growth, and many more stories worth sharing. May today remind you how appreciated you truly are. Enjoy your special day—you deserve every bit of it. 🩺✨