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thoughts that escape the confines of my head |
| Here I am again with more free time than I want, especially since this freedom hinges on my newest patient. My little 4 year old patient is in the hospital in a medically induced coma. Both of her lungs collapsed and her mom sent a bulk email to all nurses and therapist involved in her case and reported what happened. I last saw my patient last week,Thursday morning, at the end of my shift. I took a picture of her as her mom held her, fully dressed. This was something I never see since I always work overnights. She looked right into the camera of my phone after I'd taken 3 pictures, and I captured her full face. Shortly after that I left, saying I'd see them Tuesday night. Well today is Tuesday, and they say, no news is good news. I haven't heard anything, but yesterday my agency called to report my patient's hospitalization, and to ask if I wanted to orient to a new case. I actually resented their lack of optimism towards my patient's recovery. I can never separate my emotions from my job, I get attached every time, I never learn. |