A Message from My Marine
As I was winding down for the night, I could not shut off my brain. I was thinking about EVERYTHING. Would I be ok at work in the morning? Would I bring the virus home with me? How would I detox my belongings when I got home? How would I keep my loved ones safe? Was this what my husband felt when he was on the front lines in the middle east? Did he feel like he had enough supplies? Was he protected?
I tossed and turned so long that when my husband came to bed I was still awake so we started talking about the thoughts going through my mind. I asked him about what got him through war. I understand that he was protected with large guns and gear while I am simply protected by disposable cloth and reusable plastic to cover me from nearly head to toe. However, the reality is, this virus too can be deadly and I may not have to fear someone shooting my limb off but I do have to fear that my chronic disfunction within my own body may put me at greater risk if I do become infected with this deadly virus.
Don't die. Support from each other. Remember what you're fighting for.
So matter of fact, he said it. It left me thinking what was I fighting for? As the long weekend began I often found myself pondering the thought. What was I fighting for?
I am a nurse. I help people. It's what I do. But is that enough? Can that be enough to get me through this pandemic that has only just begun here? I have always known that God put me here to be a nurse. After 6 years at the bedside, I still find a joy in being that person at the bedside. I get to know these people. I get to push these people. I get to help these people.
Now things have shifted but I know one thing is for sure, I want to be there. I am fighting to be there because I can't be there for everyone else right now. I can't be there to hug my mother-in-law who began battling cancer at the start of the pandemic. I can't be there right now to spend time with my elderly grandparents. I can't be there right now to physically support my friends with new babies. I am doing this because I want to help. I want to support the families who can't see their loved ones in the hospital because I too can't see all of my loved ones and that sucks. I want to ease the scared mind of the intubated patient who is aware of what's going on and knows that the breathing tube is what is keeping him alive because I too am scared. I want to be a bedside nurse in the middle of a pandemic because I know I can make a difference. I will make a difference. That's what I am fighting for because I know I can and I know my team can be the difference in these people's lives during this time.
Spread love not germs. <3
I tossed and turned so long that when my husband came to bed I was still awake so we started talking about the thoughts going through my mind. I asked him about what got him through war. I understand that he was protected with large guns and gear while I am simply protected by disposable cloth and reusable plastic to cover me from nearly head to toe. However, the reality is, this virus too can be deadly and I may not have to fear someone shooting my limb off but I do have to fear that my chronic disfunction within my own body may put me at greater risk if I do become infected with this deadly virus.
Don't die. Support from each other. Remember what you're fighting for.
So matter of fact, he said it. It left me thinking what was I fighting for? As the long weekend began I often found myself pondering the thought. What was I fighting for?
I am a nurse. I help people. It's what I do. But is that enough? Can that be enough to get me through this pandemic that has only just begun here? I have always known that God put me here to be a nurse. After 6 years at the bedside, I still find a joy in being that person at the bedside. I get to know these people. I get to push these people. I get to help these people.
Now things have shifted but I know one thing is for sure, I want to be there. I am fighting to be there because I can't be there for everyone else right now. I can't be there to hug my mother-in-law who began battling cancer at the start of the pandemic. I can't be there right now to spend time with my elderly grandparents. I can't be there right now to physically support my friends with new babies. I am doing this because I want to help. I want to support the families who can't see their loved ones in the hospital because I too can't see all of my loved ones and that sucks. I want to ease the scared mind of the intubated patient who is aware of what's going on and knows that the breathing tube is what is keeping him alive because I too am scared. I want to be a bedside nurse in the middle of a pandemic because I know I can make a difference. I will make a difference. That's what I am fighting for because I know I can and I know my team can be the difference in these people's lives during this time.
Spread love not germs. <3
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