It’s amazing what fire one blogger can light! Yvonne Spence asked us a question and she quickly received results. The question is simple. Can we get 1000 bloggers to write of compassion on February 20th! Share the joy, the empathy and kindness that others need to see, hear and feel. Let’s make this world a better place by sharing a little compassion and see what can happen!
Well Yvonne I can say well done! You have not only been able to rally the troops so to speak but we are a force of nature ready to share our stories of love, kindness and the gift of compassion.
I have thought about writing this post in many different ways and decided to share a story from my younger self as a floor nurse. I have many stories of compassion over the years but this is by far the one that holds in my heart daily. It is the very reason why I still choose nursing as my profession of choice.
My story is simple. I have been a registered nurse for eleven years and while it is easy to become harden from the grim circumstances that nurses face each day, we choose to remember why we became nurses or why we choose to keep doing this profession to begin with.
I was at the age of 22 when I met a man who needed heart surgery. I was his nurse and he spoke minimal English and to my surprise was refusing to have surgery. When every physician, or practictioner was ready to give up on him, I chose to sit by his bed and ask the question why. Holding his hand he explained that he couldn’t pay for the surgery and needed to work. He simply could not stop working for the time required to recover from surgery as he was the sole provider and needed to take care of his ladies. ( His wife and daughters)
As ears filled my eyes, as well as his I uncharacteristically explained that his reasons were unacceptable. I had seen the way this family had looked at this an, they loved him and not because he could feed them or provide them with money! they loved him for him and needed him healthy or his illness would over time kill him.
As he sat and listened to me talk about his family and the love they have for one another he cried. He loved his family more than anything and did not want to die. Then he did something that surprised me, he grabbed my hand and said ” Tell me what to do”. Smiling at him I said I cannot tell you what to do but I think you already know the answer to that question. Just look inside your heart and follow what it is telling you. The next thing I knew, I was on the phone with the physician and surgery had been scheduled for the following day.
I was blessed enough to have this patient the next morning only briefly as he was scheduled early and on his way out, he asked the transporters to stop. Reaching for my hand with tears in his eyes, he says what every nurse wants to hear but very rarely hear. “Thank you for saving my life”
Compassion comes in many different forms and many different ways. it can be in written form as a simple thank you, I’m so sorry, or I love you. it can be with a simple gesture from a nurse who just wants to help her patient live and make an informed decision. It can be in the form of giving a homeless person something to eat. One thing is for certain, Compassion and kindness can change the world. it can make the ugly seem beautiful, provide hope in the eye of despair, it can save lives. Share your compassion stories and help us change the outlook of others in a world where negativity and despair live. Unit with us as we spread the power of love, courage and conviction and maybe just maybe your spirits can be uplifted like mine has just by writing this post!