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Can you see me?

thUW3IXRZ7Look closely and maybe you can see me! Can you see me? Look over the top of your computer screen. There now do you see me? Do you know my name? I am your patient and you have worked a twelve hour shift but do you know my name?

Throughout the day I have watched you come in, preoccupied with what has to be done next. You scanned my arm, scanned some medications and then proceeded to give those medications. I appreciate your care, but during those five minutes did you see me?

If at first glance you see an old, wrinkled and debilitated woman, then you would be wrong. I am so much more. More than meets the eye. You see, I was not always so old.

I was a mother of two children. I cared for them, kissed scraped knees and read bedtime stories. I took them to Ballet and football practice while keeping the house clean and cooking dinner.

I met my husband at school and he promised to buy me a soda pop! One look into those dimples of his and I knew that we would marry!Β  He loved me for fifty years until he passed a mere two years ago! Has it already been two years, it feels like an eternity. It has been the loneliest two years of my life. The children come visit when they can, but they are busy with the kids. I understand.

Every thing was going fine untilΒ  had awaken this morning. My arm felt funny and I could not feel the right side of my face. My voice sounded funny so I pressed the button worn around my neck. The doctor says I had a stroke but I can’t say anything back to him. He thinks I do not understand, but I understand just fine. It’s he who cannot understand. My words are not coming out right. I wonder if he sees me.

You told me you would come back to check on my while never looking back from your computer screen. Once again I will ask. Do you see me?

Do not count at first glance, and think that is the woman I am. I was once like you. Young, vibrant, a mother, a wife. What a wonderful life I had. We visited japan, Austraila and Italy all in one year! We had love and happiness along with times of struggling and despair.

Little Nurse you may not see me, but I see you! Too young to be stressed and tired. Looking barely above your computer screen while scanning me like a bag of groceries. Be gentle, have compassion because today is not my yesterday and above else in my time of need, all I want you to see is me!

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I am a wife of ten years, mom of three, Nurse and student! My household is quite chaotic and busy. With a six year old going on sixteen. we shall call her "Sassy", a four year old, who is stubborn as a mule, she shall be called " mini me", and a one year old, we will call "Buddy". Our girls do Ballet, and our son, well he is all boy! Very curious and always getting in to something. When we found out we were having a boy i laughed and said " god must have known we needed a little less diva in our life," Ha, little boys are quite the handful! I love my kids with all of my heart, and i love my job too! As a nurse leader i get to see many sides to healthcare and help encourage and guide new nurses. I love taking care of patients and being able to have grown up talk and then come home to my babies. The house is usually chaotic with lots of tantrums, and messes, but i wouldn't change it for a bit. On the rare occasion that i am able to have some spare time to myself, i like to read, bake and decorate cakes, and take pictures of my kiddos. Time to myself is rare so i decided to start this blog to have a creative outlet and connect with other working moms, who might be going through the same situations as myself. I hope you enjoy my thoughts and stories as a mom, student, wife and Nurse! These stories will range from Diapers and tutus to meetings and boardrooms! and everything that falls in between. Enjoy and thanks for visiting my site.

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