Something Nice for the Nurses

My oldest sister & BIL retired from nursing. They worked in several different hospitals in San Antonio; mainly ICU. The only time Jerry ever talked with me about Viet Nam was when he said it's much more gratifying to help someone than to look at a face of his "assignment" before shooting him dead from far away. They got many thank yous and little cards from the families of the folks they took care of before they passed on.
I couldn't be a nurse; not in my DNA, but I know I wouldn't want to be a sniper.
 
The Nurses that cared for me after my 2nd knee replacement received personal letters of praise and appreciation and the nursing supervisor received a letter and copies of the nurses' letters.

One very special, outstanding nurse received a Thank You card and $50 gift certificate to help with the purchase of a new baby crib. She was 6 months pregnant at the time.

I visited my nurses about 3 months later and found out that those letters got them a better pay raise. I got hugs from 2 nurses because I came at shift change.
 
My father was in his last days. There was a nurse tending to him who I can only believe was an angel on earth. He took care of Dad and the rest of us like we were his own family. This man radiated warmth and caring far beyond his job description. He helped us through an exceedingly painful time. Afterwards, I went back to thank him personally, and yes, I wrote a letter to the hospital management. There are gifted people among us. Angels, they are.
 
Six hours yesterday at the hospital for an outpatient procedure had me once again appreciate the attributes of the Registered Nurse. Like cops they often have to deal with people at their worst but manage to maintain a professional outlook but with a more engaging personality.



Wait until you meet Nurse Ratched................. :D
 
Not all Angels wear wings, some wear scrubs and are called NURSES !!!

I owe my life to a USAF flight nurse. She kept me alive on a flight from Saigon to Anderson AFB, Guam, where I went into surgery to repair a wound to my head. It was a minor wound, little more than a scrape (from what you could see) but when opened up, it more closely looked like a shattered eggshell. She brought be back from the brink twice. There is no way I could give her enough of anything to pay her back. If I should win the lottery, she would get 3/4 of my winnings if I could find her.


If you live in a community which has a Voiture of the 40/8 (veterans' organization [check with your local American Legion post]) they have a program providing scholarships to nursing students. They are always in need of support and money to pay the scholarships.

Llance
 
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My father was in his last days. There was a nurse tending to him who I can only believe was an angel on earth. He took care of Dad and the rest of us like we were his own family. This man radiated warmth and caring far beyond his job description. He helped us through an exceedingly painful time. Afterwards, I went back to thank him personally, and yes, I wrote a letter to the hospital management. There are gifted people among us. Angels, they are.

This was the same situation with my late father. I was staying in the hospital room with him when it was late. All of a sudden he started declaring he was dying. The night nurse came and held his hand while talking to him and telling him that he wasn't dying. I'm convinced she pulled Pop back from the brink and we had him with us for another 3 days.
 
Almost forgot, found a couple pound pkg. of apple, grapes and melons at the WalMart along with croissants with whipped butter and some plastic cutlery.
A bit of an adventure with front desk security but I delivered to the 2nd floor station and made a few gals morning a bit better.
Sweethearts all were grateful and kind. Emails and letter already sent to the powers that be.
 
In the past I was 31 days in ICU. Every morning one of my five sons came by to visit and bought sweets for the nurses. Doughnuts, Cookies, Danish, Candy, Fresh Fruit, etc.
After several days the nurses would ask at their shift change "Jimmy which one of your sons are coming this morning"
Not to outdone my wife would bring special makeup items and perfume.
I received great nursing and care, especially when it got known that my sons were single.
 
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Went to the ER last week because of something in my eye. Saw 4 different nurses. Not sure if it was a slow night and they were giving every one some action, or no-one could stand me. :-)
I've been to the local hospital several times over the years, it's the care of the nurses that stands out.
 
I usually leave a few pounds of the extraordinarily good ENGLISH TOFFEE produced by either SEE’s or ENSTROMS here in Colorado for the nurses station. I’ve never had a complaint.
 
My youngest daughter Gracie is an RN working at a large hospital with premature babies. Her first week at work was the 12 hour night shifts and one young couple had their first baby and it was getting well and about ready to go home and suddenly it coded and she was running to get a doctor and hook up epinephrine but couldn't save it. The couple then held the baby and cried at the top their lungs for 3 hours which got the other parents very distressed, and Gracie worked for 15 hours before she could go home. For a while she was pretty unhappy and considering changing jobs but now she says she really likes working there. I sure as heck wouldn't want that profession but I'm very thankful some people have the heart for it.
 
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