The words of a song keep going through my head…
“Humble thyself in the sight of the Lord
Humble thyself in the sight of the Lord
Higher and higher
This is the answer when I think about an encounter I had at ST B’s M/SICU earlier this evening. I watched an ICU nurse carefully and tenderly touch someone’s hand as they spoke to check with the patient if it was OK for me to say “Hello”. I recall how the nurse at the desk explained how to come onto the ward next time and how she went to check with the patient’s nurse if it was OK.I saw calm interactions between other patients and their nurses and there was an atmosphere of peace….a serious peace - but not without some smiles and a little bit of laughter. There is independent care and team work on that ward. It is work with dignity. Dignity for the patients and for the nurses.
Most, (not all) of my encounters with hospital nursing have made me feel like running away from ever being at a hospital. Systems, hours, lack of independent thinking…..that sort of thing.
My heart is north. Northern nursing is unique and the community I was in is also unique. But this ward…..I learned something.
Yes it is way too early in the morning. Pain woke me. At least I had a nap last afternoon. And now I can sleep.
It is well with my soul.