Work is tough this week. As an ICU nurse, you never want to have to walk into work in plain clothes and be a visitor...a decision maker for a child who is unconscious. Never. I never want to sit next to my child while she lays in an ICU bed unconscious. Its almost unthinkable. Well, not this week it isn't. As I write a co-worker of mine is sitting next to her daughter as she lays in an ICU bed. My thoughts and prayers are with her and her family continuously this morning. She is being a very strong woman and I will lift her up in all the prayer I have today. Every thought...she is in my every thought.
I am glad that I am a nurse and am able to care for people and their families in their greatest moments of need. But this is tough. Our ICU has been rocked hard the last year and half. Jeni's very tragic and sudden death, Angie's husband and now Corene. Its tough. I know that we do what we do for a reason, but its tough to keep a good perspective on things.
As hard as it is to be at work, its seems to be even harder to be at home today. My thoughts are in the ICU. It will tough to be back there tomorrow, but I will. And I will be strong. But I sure will give a lot of hugs and kind words. Cause you know what...I am a nurse, and that is what we do.
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