I don't know if you are here or not, but I had to put this letter out here and try. I want you to know how much you changed my life.
8 years ago you save me. I came into the ER late that night and everything was a blur. I barely remember your face, because I had overdosed on Tylenol. I wouldnt say what I took, so it took awhile for the bloodwork to come back, by midnight I was on your ward in the PICU.
My mother left me in the elevator. What I thought was her hand I was reaching for was yours. You got me undressed and put me on a gown. You taped my NG tube so it would quit pulling on everything. I cried and screamed for mother, but she wouldn't answer the phone when you called. After everything settled you held my hand and we watched a movie until I fell asleep.
The next night I saw you, you told me I was too pretty and smart to do this to myself. You helped me brush my teeth, and wash up. I was in a world of pain and constantly had asthma attacks, you held my hand again until I fell asleep. You gave me my nasty meds through my tube and made me swear to never forget. Under no circumstances was I to come back. You were there for 4 days. My mother never came back. You bought me some cheapie sweats to wear and snuck me ice cream. We ate jello and you told me about your cat. I told you about mine.
When I left you said you never wanted to see me again like this. That it was never this bad and that I better not come back. To go make something of myself and to h#ll with everyone else.
I haven't seen you since and I just wanted you to know, I'm ok. You helped me decide I wanted to be a nurse. I only have 2 years left in school. I'm doing pretty good, now.
I never got to tell you, but thank you. You saved my life and you gave me a dream. I had every intention of swallowing another bottle of pills until you came along. I want to be like you one day. I don't know if you are here, but this would be the only way I could think to tell you.
