Life is too short to spend it with all the “what ifs” and “buts”. We worry too much on nothing – yet we don’t look at today. Enormous emotions and energy spent for tomorrow – and miss looked the gift of today.
Million times I’ve told myself, I will not grow old as one 8-year-old puts it. A “grumpy, grumbling old nurse”. During my day shift, one patient of ours asked for what we call “petty things”, it may not be a big deal to us nurses, but for a person who for the first time spent the night in the hospital, unfamiliar bed, things and worst – unfamiliar people touching him, pricking and well rushing to get off his sight. He merely asked for the third time, when will the docto come to see him?
He is anxious; nobody exactly explained to him what in the world is going on. The man was unaware that he was becoming a stubborn, impatient and annoying patient to nurses… Every time he asks, one would flare up for asking that same questions over and over again… desperate that nobody seems to take the effort to tell him even in simple words. He had been pressing the call bell for over ten times. When I went there, seeing his anxious face, I can tell how tired he was and well… afraid. I held his hand and with a gentle tap on his shoulder, I said “*Inshallah*, everything will be okay, the doctor will come soon”… He burst out and smiled, “shokran, shokran, shokran binti (thank you, thank you, thank you my daughter)”, I told him jokingly, “wahid shokran baba, I don’t want to say afwan 3 times (one thank you is enough, I don’t want to say welcome 3 times)”. He laughed and then on, stayed quietly in his bed and not long before I saw him sleeping and well… snoozing.
I am not telling you all this to compliment my heroic act, but instead make us nurses realize why they are called “PATIENTS”, not customers, buyers or whatsoever. Being a nurse for me is the toughest job out considering that we have the opportunity to meet them at their weakest or vulnerable times in their life… How lucky we are. We are there when he was in pain, I was there when he was weak… and when he feels better – it’s more than an achievement.
We may not remember each and every patient we handled, but each one of them will remember us for the rest of their life… But the big question is… how will they remember you? Were you the “lovely, kind and caring nurse” or the “grumpy, grumbling old nurse”? You may not be the most intelligent, book-oriented kind of nurse, but when you empathize in how they felt – it matters.
*Inshallah*-Arabic word , in Islam it means “God-willing”
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