Published Feb 7, 2006
nurscee
122 Posts
I go first...
Sunday I was busy but found the time to care for a dying pt.
He is very old, weighs no more than a bird, and every day I'm surprised he's still here with us.
I shaved him, changed and cleaned up all the uncontinence, freshened the room,
shampooed and combed his hair, cleaned his teeth, sat him up and turned on the Super Bowl.
When I left the room he was sitting there with a male family member watching the game.
His loved one was smiling and I thought,
"Yes! THIS is why I became a nurse!" :angel2:
Tag...You're it....now you tell me a little story and let's encourage each other....:spin: Nurscee