I want you to know that I see you there. I may be in and out of the room Continue reading
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
On panic and door cracking.
Someone had closed his door. He woke up all alone in there – old and confused. Continue reading
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
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
On spinning plates and already craving Monday.
The chaos of nursing tends to get to me at times. Those who have the distinct pleasure of either living or working with me Continue reading
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
On getting your heart unbroken on a Monday.
I have to admit, no matter how much I love being a nurse, there are just times when Continue reading
When you’re not being paid to look at naked people.
In my profession, I see a whole lot of skin. It’s not only the largest human organ, Continue reading
When we just get all tangled up.
The first thing I do when I get to the hospital each morning is look over my patient assignment for the day. Continue reading