Beautiful reflection of the toll our losses take on nurses. After experiencing firsthand the professionalism, empathy, love, and deepest concern our nurses expressed for our wellbeing during the toughest days of our lives, there aren’t many other professions I respect more.
Perinatal nursing is sweet and magical and everything you think it would be. But everyone only thinks of the birth and the babies. No one ever thinks or talks about the pain of pregnancy, the heartbreak of infertility, or the difficulty of death.
I remember once I was working triage, and I seemed to be seeing patient after patient. Of course, I didn’t think the charge nurse was helping me like she could have. I felt swamped. By lunchtime, I had finally cleared all the beds in triage and was finally going to eat breakfast when a patient walked through the door with a slew of family members. As she filled out her paperwork, I gave the unit secretary a look and she smiled at me. I was thinking that I was about to see my 7th patient in 6 hours for a “I’m bleeding when I wipe” issue.
The patient was…
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