So, here we go.....blogging....thought it would be a good idea for me, a therapeutic way for me to discuss my life, my fears, my triumphs, just me. After all this my life according to me.
Being a nurse has so many challenges and critical care brings even more challenges to the picture. Holding a hand, wiping a tear, making someone laugh, teaching, challenging, these are all things I do on a daily basis. I get to see people at their most vulnerable. Yet, I never cease to be amazed at the life lessons I get to learn from my patients and their families.
This past month I cared for a man with a family, a future, a life. I got to know him but not as well as I got to know his wife. We bonded, formed a friendship, an alliance. He passed away about 2 weeks ago despite our best efforts. In the midst of all her grief, she was concerned with me, how I was handling his death, and if I was doing ok. She still is. This woman taught me that "good" people still do exist. She taught me that genuine concern for mankind has not died, she taught me to look for the good in even the darkest of situations, and she made me proud to be a nurse. I am truly blessed. I will carry her husband in my heart forever. She will be my friend always. And, when things look bleak, I will pull these memories out of my back pocket and press on. Thank you I say, thank you! This time I learned something. I was the student.
