Stories of Caring
I recently took care of patient who was
newly diagnosed with leukemia and presented with a severe brain bleed.
Throughout his admission and the rest of the day, his condition continued to
worsen to brain death. We spent time sitting with the family, cried and
and listening to stories of their lives together. While he was dying, a
new nurse sat with us and she watched the whole process. Not only did I
help the family by providing comfort in their grief, but also the new nurse too.
I didn't realize until afterward that this was her first patient death. He
died peacefully at 6:48 that same day.
I cared for an elderly woman from a nursing home who had recently
been diagnosed with a heart rhythm disorder. She was ready for transfer,
but as I went in to do her vital signs I sensed her fear. I asked what was
the matter and she said she was afraid to leave Delnor because she had never
been cared for like she had been here. I sat down, talked with her, tried
to ease her fears and told her we would call to check on her. Well, we did
call, and she was quite surprised and excited to hear from me. She said,
"I'll tell all of my friends at Holmstad to come here, because you treat people
We have recently had a number of cancer patients in our care who
have died. One husband in particular was so grateful for everything we did
for his wife. Some of us went to her wake and the look on his face when we
walked in said it all. He immediately introduced us as his wife's care
givers from Delnor and couldn't stop praising all of the care we had given his
wife. Over and over he thanked us for all we did. It is so heart
warming to know we make such a difference.
A 32-year-old patient was doing very poorly and expressed his
wishes to die in the hospital We had talked at length months ago about the
signs and symptoms of the dying process and in the past 6 weeks he had entered
into hospice care. The hospice team also knew his wished and when it
looked like it was close - agreed to bring him into the hospital for his final
days. Being young, his heart was strong and lingered until he was tired of
being here and wanted to go back home to his own bed. I knew part of what
he wanted was familiar faces, so for the next 14 days I went to his house (at
both his and his mother's invitation as both a friend and nurse). Many
times there is a critical need that I can help problem solve, and I feel this is
God's intervention putting a nurse in a spot to help someone in
need. This past weekend I attended his memorial and rejoiced in his life
and his release from pain and suffering.
I was clothes' shopping with my husband who was in the fitting
rooms. he called out to me and walked out looking a little pale.
"There's a man bunched up on the floor in there", he said. I walked back
there with heart racing preparing for CPR. I touched him on the shoulder
and asked, "Are you alright?" He slowly got up and said, "I was
praying." Needless to say I was relieved, however it has been a fun story
to tell at parties.