Source:- Five Stars And A Moon
It is often said that serving in the healthcare industry is one that utilises a great deal of humanity. That one has to bow low enough to help mankind, nurture their wounds and assist them in their process of healing no matter how long or how challenging it may take. The late Robin Williams who portrayed Patch Adams in the unforgettable movie of the similar namesake said it brilliantly well.
Talk to your friends, Talk to wrong numbers, everyone.
And cultivate friendships;
With those amazing people in the back of the room; nurses that could teach you.
They've been with people every day.
They wade through blood and shit.
They have a wealth of knowledge, and so do the professors you respect, the ones who are not dead from the heart up.
Share their compassion.
Let that be contagious.
And I love that very quote. The fact that he stood up for his principle. The fact that he lavished his desire of serving humans towards the medical board packed with pronounced individuals who has far more experience and knowledge than he did. The fact that he highlighted the motley group of allied healthcare personnel (who are often forgotten by many) who helped to shape the very backbone of any particular hospital. Without the nurses, lives would not have been saved despite you having the best of doctors lined up for your personal choosing. Who would do the doctors' biddings? Who would run the intravenous line and the intravenous drips? Who would inject the drugs, titrate the dosages of the medications according to the instructions printed on the chart? Who would monitor your vital signs and plot them accurately all for the benefit of the doctors doing their rounds three to four times a day depending on how critical one is. And let's not forget about the washing part, one of which that I have the uttermost and sincerest respect for my staff of nurses. They do indeed wade through blood, vomit, saliva, urine, shit and phlegm all day long just to ensure that their patients right under their wings are thoroughly cared for. That their basic activities of daily living skills are managed for without even the instructions from the doctors.
Nurses aren't there for all the beck and calls from those who think so highly of themselves. Let's get straight to the point. We aren't in the hotelier's business where you tip off the bellman for carrying your bags and serving you with in-house meals whenever and wherever you want them. Nurses have many other responsibilities to care for and it's a pity that there are still those out there who can't see through the weary facade of the nurses especially after a long day at work. They barrel through insufferable workload and bear with the pain and sufferings their patients have to endure with a smiling face just so to comfort them despite knowing for a fact that certain patients would not get any better. They have to endure the sarcasm thrown at them from their superiors, the doctors (at times; those who are truly ignorant if they attempt to find fault with their support staffs) and withstand the affront chucked right onto their faces by difficult patients.
But at the end of the day, they still encourage themselves to come back and work for another day and then another, and then some. To toil the labor that many would have passed on for much more favourable work with lesser amount of stress. Not to even mention, some other form of occupation that would yield more benefits and wealth. But it is their calling is it not? And it is that very particular fact that they venture deep into their souls, ask themselves and their God as to what they can do for the Almighty to serve their fellow men and women. And so they undertake this particular gruesome task and heap upon themselves the burgeoning workload that no one would even consider, without a single word of complain. They hitch themselves up with a toothy smile everyday when in contact with their colleagues, their superiors, the doctors and even the patients and it is their very close proximity towards those who are ill that would eventually grant the sick the encouragement to get better... to fight the terrible illness that they are afflicted with and leave the hospital.
If you've ever been admitted in the past. Try to look beyond the tired, exhausted face that comes into your room in the middle of the night where no one would even consider staying awake, and cherish the fact that they are as meticulous in their duty to ensure that you are well taken care of. Forgo the fact that your vital signs has to be taken at ungodly hours and consider for an instance if these things were neglected. A great deal of mishaps would have happened and a variety of problems would have cropped up. They work hard for a paltry pay, but what kept them going alone is something valuable for all of us to learn. We should never shun them for the deeds like the complainant of the memo above did. Try to think rationally and not lash out so immaturely at your whims and fancies. We are all trying our very best to dish out the very best of care for you and treatment/management is never one-sided. It requires a two-way communication and cooperation to get the ball rolling.
Why can't we as patients be pleasant for a change? Nurses... you all are the true angels in my heart. I should know for I have been admitted for so many times I've lost count.