Poem from a different perspective

Here is a poem from a different perspective. Makes me think....

You were my nurse today.

I didn’t ask to come here. I didn’t ask to stay, but this old tired body broke down and now here is were I lay.
I used to be young and energetic, I used to laugh and dance
But life has put a toll on me so I no longer have that chance.
I remember getting dizzy and I fell right to the floor
The next thing I remember was paramedics coming through my door
The pain is most un-bearable; they say I broke my hip
I wanted to call on you to help me but I had to bite my lip
You came in with a smile and I thought you would help ease the pain
But when I turned on my call light, outside my door I heard you complain
I heard you with another nurse as you talked of last nights date
I didn’t want to bother you but the pain simply could not wait
With a frown on your face and a grumbling in your voice, you asked “what do you need?”
Although you were my nurse today, I felt I had to plead
I didn’t ask to be here, you made me feel a bother
I am not just an old needy woman lying in a bed, I am someone’s friend, sister and mother.
You were my nurse again today, and I didn’t want to call
But it’s been two days, my sheets have not been changed, and I haven’t been bathed at all
I have always done for myself, I have never needed much, but how nice it would be for you to pay attention to me and a little human touch.
You were my nurse today, how I wish I could go home,
But I had rods put in my hip and they say I cannot be alone
Someone else was my nurse today, what a change from the days before.
She seemed happy to take care of me and never made me feel I was a chore.
You were my nurse today what a difference in a life you make
Thank you for loving your job and doing it for my sake