A coworker was rushed to the hospital on Sunday and was taken off the vent today. She left a son and a husband behind. This person worked at our hospital for just over a year as our assist. manager.
I had to work today and we found out that they took her off the vent during mid shift, at a sister hospital. The chaplain came up for support and prayers, but the day was horribly busy with demanding patients that couldn't even muster a thank you to their nurses for pain meds, water or blankets. All the nurses had been crying in the breakroom over the news and missing lunch because the day was insane. Yet they walked back in the rooms with a smile on their face. I was really proud of my co workers today. We held that floor together because we worked as a team and gave hugs to each other as we were running down the halls.
I worked 10 hrs before taking a break. It was an exhausting and very long day. I had to leave the desk many times to wipe away tears, but come back and answer the phone and pretend things were just fine.
My co worker is now gone, and no longer in pain, but darn it all, she will be greatly missed.