aka The Frazzled Mom
May 6th begins celebration of National Nurses Week (as well as Teacher’s Appreciation day). Unrelated to books or my writing, I wanted to take some time to call attention to National Nurses week. If you know someone who is a nurse, I encourage you to thank them for their service and care of others.
Often being a nurse is a thankless job. The care of a patient is both physically and emotionally challenging. Nurses must ensure that the patient understands and follows the instructions and recommendations of the physician. Patients are people who are undergoing a personal battle and that feeling of the unknown that each is going through in a hospital (or doctor’s office) can be frightening. They might be in denial or they might simply be angry. These bottled emotions can lash out at those who are trying to help. Nurses have been screamed at and spit on. And though they go through an enormous amount of disrespect, they get through and get on with the care of every patient assigned to them. They wear their triumphs, along with bits of vomit or splashed urine, like badges of honor. And so they should.
You might be thinking “gross”, but I’m proud to know many nurses who are amazing human beings.
What is a nurse to me? A mother, a sister, a brother, a friend. A nurse is not only a caretaker when we are sick, but also a confidant when we are scared. They are our rocks when we feel we can’t continue. They nurture us when we grow weary. They are our spiritual allies when we need someone to pray. They laugh and celebrate with us in times of joy. Their hearts break with ours in times of sorrow. They are our advocates if we are unable to voice our needs.
Can you imagine a world without nurses?
And that is why I’m taking the time to say…