November came as a surprise. I wasn’t ready for it. Because of a hospitalization situation, the month slipped up for me from what I thought would have been sweet late October weather with bright leaves, blue skies, and cigarette cream- colored fields, freshly harvested. But, instead, I was “up a tree,” metaphorically speaking. From a hospital window I watched russet leaves silently fall to the ground. All now is well, but I have one thing to say: Nurses are angels. They are. Every one of them. It occurred to me many times over, how to be nurse calls for a certain type of person: one who can be patient, one who can be efficient, and one who can convince a person that all will be well.
They have good training too. I checked this from the Internet: The minimal qualifications needed to become a practicing registered nurse ( RN) are an associate degree or a Bachelor of Science in Nursing, and passing the National Council Licensure Examination for Registered Nurse. To be accepted in a nursing school a person must have “a high GPA and good scores in math, chemistry, biology, psychology, and other subjects. The profession is rewarding, challenging, and always exciting.”
I was not the hospitalized person. I was, instead, an observer. As nurses assisted, performed tests, and calmed nerves, I watched, amazed to think that in this world of chaos and trouble, there are individuals who deserve every dollar and more for what they perform. Let me tell you of one little example that has nothing to do with medicine. The patient was impatient. TV wasn’t captivating. Reading was not possible. What to do? Ah yes, music, but not any music. Soft piano jazz –a lá Oscar Peterson type jazz--would work. So, one young male nurse/ assistant found a way to bring in the music. All night long, the soft piano jazz music played and so the restless patient found peace.
So, it seems appropriate to me that as we move to join Thanksgiving gatherings –and get busy during the holiday season beyond--, to express thanks for nurses, nurses’ assistants, and all those who work in hospitals, nursing homes, and emergency wards. They are the angels who bring help and messages of assurance. Bless them all. Whether it’s an emergency, a broken bone or two from falling out of a tree—as two different men from my church have recently experienced--What WAS EACH ONE DOING UP A TREE AT THEIR AGE?????- it is good to know there are those who work even on holidays and weekends to bring help and healing to afflicted. Perhaps one of two men was putting up Christmas lights; the other probably was working on his deer blind. December is coming. As you put up your tree, be careful. Don’t fall.
They have good training too. I checked this from the Internet: The minimal qualifications needed to become a practicing registered nurse ( RN) are an associate degree or a Bachelor of Science in Nursing, and passing the National Council Licensure Examination for Registered Nurse. To be accepted in a nursing school a person must have “a high GPA and good scores in math, chemistry, biology, psychology, and other subjects. The profession is rewarding, challenging, and always exciting.”
I was not the hospitalized person. I was, instead, an observer. As nurses assisted, performed tests, and calmed nerves, I watched, amazed to think that in this world of chaos and trouble, there are individuals who deserve every dollar and more for what they perform. Let me tell you of one little example that has nothing to do with medicine. The patient was impatient. TV wasn’t captivating. Reading was not possible. What to do? Ah yes, music, but not any music. Soft piano jazz –a lá Oscar Peterson type jazz--would work. So, one young male nurse/ assistant found a way to bring in the music. All night long, the soft piano jazz music played and so the restless patient found peace.
So, it seems appropriate to me that as we move to join Thanksgiving gatherings –and get busy during the holiday season beyond--, to express thanks for nurses, nurses’ assistants, and all those who work in hospitals, nursing homes, and emergency wards. They are the angels who bring help and messages of assurance. Bless them all. Whether it’s an emergency, a broken bone or two from falling out of a tree—as two different men from my church have recently experienced--What WAS EACH ONE DOING UP A TREE AT THEIR AGE?????- it is good to know there are those who work even on holidays and weekends to bring help and healing to afflicted. Perhaps one of two men was putting up Christmas lights; the other probably was working on his deer blind. December is coming. As you put up your tree, be careful. Don’t fall.
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