On multi-tasking and rising above.


Nurse Debi is enjoying some stillness this morning after an insanely busy weekend at the hospital. I learn so much during each shift, but as I sit here today, my mind is struggling to process everything from the last 48 hours. So much was happening. All. At. The. Same. Time.

As nurses, we’re trained to multitask – it’s our only survival skill. Dealing with multiple cases each day, we’re faced with many different disease processes – each of which require a myriad of different approaches in order to treat them. All. At. The. Same. Time.

Now let’s add the human factor into it. These are people – each made wonderfully unique by God. And complicated. Very, very complicated. Interventions that may work on one patient, may totally backfire on another. Words that soothe one, could blindly enrage the next. Many love their nurse and think they can do no wrong, others are such hardened prisoners of their addictions that we can’t do anything right for them – no matter how hard we try. So every shift is a delicate dance between the different personalities while ultimately trying to keep these people safe and alive. All. At. The. Same. Time.

My real “take away” from this past weekend, though, was the internal frustration I personally wrestled with in dealing with a difficult family. So many unreasonable demands and angry rants … for two days straight.

Ironically, they are fellow believers. Over the course of these two days together, we had discussed our faith and even prayed together before their loved one’s surgery. After connecting that way, I couldn’t help but feel amazed that they could continue to act this way towards me, as well as the entire staff trying to help them. I couldn’t help but think that, as believers especially, they should be above this, they should be more forgiving; more understanding to what else we’re dealing with outside of their room – how much stress we’re facing. How scared we can be when things start going wrong.

Today, though, I’m looking at myself – my inward reaction to them. Yes, my personal stress level was high. Yes, they were complicating everything by monopolizing so much of my time. Yes, my other patients needed me, too. Yes, really, they should have acted better. But …

Shouldn’t I be above my frustration towards them? Shouldn’t I be more forgiving? More understanding to what else they’re dealing with outside of their room? To how much stress they’re under? To how scared they must be?

Yes, I should. And I’m going to try to work on that in the future. The important thing, though – for all of us – is not kicking ourselves too much for the missed opportunities to show grace and mercy in the heat of these moments. We can’t be perfect.

The important thing is to grow in our faith in Jesus. To bask in His mercy, grace, and forgiveness. And to be humbled and amazed at how very much He loves each and every one of us. All. At.The. Same. Time.

Thanks for growing with me. ❤

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