I think it’s fitting that today, my birthday, falls smack in the middle of Emergency Nurses Week! Plus today is my first day off in 9 days and it has me reflecting!
Working in Emergency Medicine I’ve been screamed at, I’ve been threatened, I’ve been hit, I’ve been spit on, I’ve been blamed, and Ive taken the brunt of it all. I care for the worst and the poorest society has to offer, the suffering and the abused, abusers and murderers, drug addicts and racists. I see patients on the worst day of their lives, families crumble and tragedies befall those who deserve so much more. I am the centerpiece in events that not even the brightest philosopher could not make sense of.
But I also see the thankful, I see the look in the eyes of those who are truly grateful, those who have no where else to turn, those who are at rock bottom and are depending on me, those who were just unlucky or dealt a bad hand, those who have gone through more then I can ever even pretend to understand...
When I can make them crack a smile, make them laugh, lend a shoulder to cry on....despite it all, that’s why I do what I do. That’s why I work my ass off to learn more everyday. Not for me, for my patients...because that one miracle, that one positive interaction out of hundreds....in that moment.....it’s all worth it.
I am an Emergency nurse, and despite the exhaustion, the long hours, the schooling and the hustle, at the end of the day I know that I am impacting lives and making a difference and damned if there is anything else I would rather do.
Happy Emergency Nurses Week to not just all my fellow ER nurses but all healthcare providers and ancillary staff. We perform miracles everyday that most will never understand. And that’s ok with me.