When a nurse encounters another, Something happens.
What occurs in never a neutral event,
A pulse taken,
A healing moment,
Two persons are never the same.
There are many things I have come to love,
Certain things I once despised,
Certain things my mother hates
Such things still that I'm praised for.
The sights I see that terrifies me,
The smells I smell that accompanies me everywhere,
The words I hear, too big to comprehend
And shattered hearts, my voice amend.
I stand by the head of an empty bed,
No sounds to hear, no tear to shed,
I all in blessed quietness, allow myself some heavy heart.
Who knows the silent tears I shed
To whom do I tell my heavy heart
That he who lays on my empty is gone from here
Without my permission
Though I smile and never sigh
It's not true that I never feel
The very pain and grief you feel
Or to having made the mistake
Of actually standing beside your bed
I wish i had some super balm
To soothe your wounds and send you home
I wish I had a mysterious herb
For you to drink and be never ill.
Adapted from---holistic nursing, a handbook for practice
Now For The Story Of A Nurse-------Godwin Imeka
I'm all in.
Tell me what scares you, tell me your name.
Because of illness brings them here, I'm not playing games.
Because each test tells a tales and blood is an open book, we can change the story if we take a closer look.
Because she escaped fracture and her black eye will heal, that's not a cure for how frightened she feels.
I turn data to breakthroughs.
I chart a new course.
When there is earthquake or outbreak, I fly to the source.
Voice of comfort,
Voice of order,
This is the new script, no time to rehearse.
So step up,
We've got this.
BECAUSE I AM!
I AM! I AM!
BECAUSE I AM A NURSE!!!
Adapted from John Hopkins nurses----the new script of Nursing.
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