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
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On panic and door cracking.
Someone had closed his door. He woke up all alone in there – old and confused. 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 ...
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
Sharing is just so incredibly beautiful ...
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
Sharing is just so incredibly beautiful ...
On nursing and the unrelenting peck of addiction.
I’m a walking contradiction. I’m an extroverted introvert who has an internal compulsion to Continue reading
Sharing is just so incredibly beautiful ...
When they just want you to know they’re still here.
She told me she doesn’t remember the day we met. Honestly, I don’t see how she could, she had been so sick when I had admitted her the week before. I had been floated to the PCU that day, Continue reading
Sharing is just so incredibly beautiful ...
When your sleep is actually weirder than you are.
You’re lying there and a slow awareness slips in. That pit has enveloped you again. It’s not comfortable here. Nor is it restful. Or healing. At all. This is not that delicious place where you want to stretch and linger as the new morning dawns. Continue reading
Sharing is just so incredibly beautiful ...
Blue eyes and a little black suitcase.
It was around 3PM on a Tuesday when I got the call saying that I had another patient coming from the ED. Ouch. By this point in the day, I had already been juggling a team of five patients for 8 hours. Two of these patients were quite sick Continue reading
Sharing is just so incredibly beautiful ...
On circling helicopters, broken hearts, and peace-breathing.
I’m listening right now to police and news choppers hovering overhead. The sound is relentless. Ominous. Heavy with heartbreak. Distinct with the rumble of grief. Apparently there was a suicide this morning at the high school near my home. A student. At 7:48 AM.
Growing Nurse Debi 