One thing I love about nursing is the autonomy. Although we obviously have to work within certain Continue reading
Faith
On getting what you never asked for.
As we rush around today trying to make the wishes Continue reading
Sharing is just so incredibly beautiful ...
On muffin dates and eyeballing that shadow in the back corner.
It always starts the same way. With a silly grin, Ruby Wren takes my hand, we walk through the big sliding doors together, and she starts saying, Continue reading
Sharing is just so incredibly beautiful ...
On signs, symptoms, and pain control.
“Pain is what the patient says it is.” These words are first spoken to us very early Continue reading
Sharing is just so incredibly beautiful ...
When you recognize that family sitting on the couch.
I want you to know that I see you there. I may be in and out of the room Continue reading
Sharing is just so incredibly beautiful ...
On hoping for sometimes.
I usually feel it first behind my right eye. I suppose it could be described as an ominous little nag of ache on the back of my eyeball when I blink. Continue reading
Sharing is just so incredibly beautiful ...
On feeling what no one can see. Until someone does.
My recliner view.
There it was again. That look. A person walking towards you innocently glances your way as they pass by. But then you see that very subtle little double-take, their eyes lingering on you just a bit too long to be natural. Or comfortable. Continue reading
Sharing is just so incredibly beautiful ...
When you’re not even sure who’s making you so mad.
It actually hurts my heart to write these words today, but I really don’t think I like Nursing that much anymore. Continue reading
Sharing is just so incredibly beautiful ...
On waiting and the harshing of my peace bubble.
One of the challenges of nursing is that every, single thing we do is time-sensitive. Each task has a deadline, and many can have serious consequences Continue reading
Sharing is just so incredibly beautiful ...
On crooked walls and needing to be saved from more than your closet.
Believe me, I realize how trivial my closet woes are in light of Continue reading
Growing Nurse Debi 