sharing the love in the critical unit

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Specializes in critical/truama/alchol drug rehab.

i was working in the critical care unit 3-11 these patients

are either bed ridden or in pallative care in the process of passing away

there was a 89 year old frail tiny woman that had renal failure

and was not supposed to live past the week , but she was a bible thumping

preaching momma and she made her self known when anyone came in the room

she would hold your hand , praise god and read you from her bible the scriptures

as the week progressed she grew to weak to walk and was bed ridden and we knew her death was soon

we go check in on her and wham ! she would open her eyes

and yell "i ant going till god sends for me so stop checking on me "lol

in the evening we had over 20 bed ridden patients

and was running back and forth from room to room trying to take care of their needs

and all at once we here singing coming from her room

there she was singing "when the role is called up yonder "

at the top of her lungs

and then we heard more singing , in 15 mins she had the entire floor or patients singing with her

it was unreal

then she stopped and laughed

"said praise the lord " and when we went in to see her

she was smiling and had passed away

she had over 20 bed ridden patients singing anf laughing

that day

i will never forget that spitfire :p

:heartbeat

those are the best patients. and things like this give me no doubt that God exsists.

we had a little old lady one day that was comfort care only and her family was at the bedside all the time. she was the worst she had ever been and we all knew it wouldn't be long. she hung on and hung on all morning. finally her family went down for lunch.

her case manager stopped by while they were gone and i overheard her talking to the pt. she was telling her it was okay to go to Jesus. she told her not to worry about her family, that they were downstairs and they knew she would be going soon.

sure enough, only a few minutes after the lady walked out of the room, my little old lady went right to Jesus.

Specializes in critical/truama/alchol drug rehab.
those are the best patients. and things like this give me no doubt that God exsists.

we had a little old lady one day that was comfort care only and her family was at the bedside all the time. she was the worst she had ever been and we all knew it wouldn't be long. she hung on and hung on all morning. finally her family went down for lunch.

her case manager stopped by while they were gone and i overheard her talking to the pt. she was telling her it was okay to go to Jesus. she told her not to worry about her family, that they were downstairs and they knew she would be going soon.

sure enough, only a few minutes after the lady walked out of the room, my little old lady went right to Jesus.

That makes your day

just the tinyest things on this earth

just a few small words

made a difference to that little old soul

and i know we are not always allowed to share our faith

in God due to so many religions

but its funny , almost like God allows me to be with the ones

that need him in that time

i kinda feel like a guardian angel (minus the wings) add the scrubs lol

God bless you

leah :saint::heartbeat

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