I have to talk about how happy I was to go to work last night. I had been cancelled quite a bit lately and when I do work it has not been on my floor and I get shipped all over the hospital. Last night I was able to work on my general surgical floor and I had a wonderful group of patients. My favorite was Timmy. He is a 54 year old with down's syndrome. Had the biggest smile on his face when I came in. He had bladder surgery yesterday and had a large catheter coming out of him to drain his urine. He also had an iv so unfortunately we had to restrain him. We tried not to but it could be really damaging to him if he pulled his catheter out. We used these very large mittens that are soft and don't let you grab anything, kind of like boxing gloves. Everytime I walked past he was sitting up and would say "Hey miss, can you come in here. I can't get these off." I would remind him that we can't take them off but he was like a child."But but but pllleeeaaassseee! I don't like them." He was just kicking and squirming for the whole time I was there doing every thing he could to wiggle his hands out. I gave him a sleeping pill hoping it would get him to just go to bed but nothing worked. I finally had time and closed the door, turned out the light, fed him some pudding and rubbed his head until his eyes were just about shut. Then he got the most angelic sleepy look on his face and said "night night mommy"
His mom was dead and all he had was one brother and his wife but they had a brand new baby and with his infection, could not come see him. It was the sweetest thing and as I was rubbing his head I just kept seeing the face of God in him. Really neat moment for me and I am glad I had the time to do it. Of course just like with my own kids, just as soon as I thought he was totally asleep, I slowly turned around to walk out the door and he popped up and said "Hey miss, could you take these things off my hands." Of course he had a huge smile on his face. there is definately a special place in heaven for these angels with down's. Hearts of gold for sure!
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You made me cry!!!
With my plans to go to nursing school, that was just the kind of story to really get me teary and confirm the ultimate reason for going into this field.
Thanks, Carolyn!
I didn't mean to make you cry! It is a great profession, unfortunately more often than not, stories like these are getting fewer and fewer for me to tell with the extreme amount of patients and unmanagable workload that I usually have. Many times I am glad I just didn't kill anyone on my shift. Luckily, God gives me moments like this to reaffirm my career choice. Best of luck!
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