Dear Friendly Nurse,
I feel badly that I don’t remember your name. I should. Did it start with an M or an S? I really have no idea. You came into my life (and hospital room) in the summer of 2005, and guess what? I don’t even remember if it was the first time I had back surgery that summer or the second. Usually my memory isn’t as bad as this, but it was only one or two days that I knew you or spent any time with you.
The things I do remember the most about you are as follows:
- Your smile – it opened up your whole face, and made me like you instantly.
- Your red hair that shone in the sunlight which was coming through the windows.
- Your bubbly personality – you came in my room smiling, which made me smile too, despite the fact that I was feeling miserable.
- You washed my hair (thank GOD above), gave me a sponge bath and generally made me feel like a human again, and not like a helpless gross THING in a bed.
- the stories you told me about your two little girls. I would think that they are grown now, or mostly so. I forget the stories (sorry again) but I do remember that you showed my mother and me pictures of them. They were cute, of course. How could they not be?
I think you could probably be famous if you decided to make youtube videos for other nurses on how to be their patient’s favorite nurse. Because you’ve got it down, girlfriend!
I will probably never see you again (in fact, I am hoping not, no offense – it would mean that I’m back in that stinky hospital having yet another back surgery and who wants that? Not me. Definitely not me.) but I just want you to know that I thought (and still think) that you were one of the kindest nurses I can remember having in my life. I know you’ll keep it up, because it’s just who you are.
Wherever you are today, I am sending you good thoughts and well wishes for you and yours. God bless.