When I sit down and really THINK about how the past week has felt as a nurse, warm-fuzzies are not my gut reaction. Criminal charges in the news and a political leader accusing us of basically not caring, has been heavy. Nurses, unusually trustworthy and self giving as far as careers go, all over the country are irate at a woman most of us don’t even know.
I can’t tell you anything about playing cards. What I can tell you is that when I put on my scrubs and slip into my hot pink shoes, put my special two pens and my scissors in my pocket, grab my bright yellow water bottle and head out for report, Poker is the last thing from my mind.
Keeping two patients alive, one not born yet, managing complicated and scary blood pressures and the most painful experience of most women’s lives, correctly interpreting assessments and the baby’s heart rate, and running a heavy bed that doesn’t drive well to the operating room at 2am with a terrified mama in it and an almost new daddy jogging beside me, THOSE are the things about my job that matter.
As a Christ follower I’ve totally struggled with this whole drama, what’s the right way to deal with this? Lord only knows honestly. I don’t wish any harm to this senator, honestly I hope she uses this mistake and her misspoken speech as a moment to remember, we all make mistakes and we all deserve some grace. And I hope that when she needs extraordinary patient care, I hope she gets it every time, as is my nursing motto—extraordinary patient care, every patient, every time.
As we move forward in the next few weeks and months my nurse friends; I hope we can all remember why we are here; all day and all night, for each code, transfer, surgery, IV start, transfusion, birth and death and all the wonderful and horrible things in between, our patients. #proudnurse