Instant Karma
Being sick, you get the chance to come across really nice amazing people in the medical field…if you are lucky. I know we have all had our share of evil doctors who have not believed us, not believed our parents, and just never listened to us! And when those sadist doctors keep us in the hospital for tests and more tests, nice nurses really can be a silver lining.
When I was 11 and in the hospital getting my first pacemaker, I ended up being in the hospital for about two weeks. Needless to say, it was not the happiest time for me. But I did take away some positive moments from that terrible experience. One of them was a nurse named Dan who helped make me smile even when I was feeling sick beyond belief. I remember one day when I was really sick from all the medicine I was given and just upset that I was stuck in bed and couldn’t really do anything. Dan came into the room and asked me what movie I would like to watch because he would bring in his own movies from his house, wheel a TV and VCR into my room so I could watch them. He brought me “The Mask” with Jim Carrey, and he brought me some snacks and it really helped make the days go by a lot easier.
Another great thing he did was when my doctor was telling me I was faking being sick because I didn’t want to get up out of bed. The medication they were giving me would make me throw up after I got up and walked around, but he kept insisting I walk around and wouldn’t stop the medicine. So, I was bawling my eyes out while Dan helped get me up to walk around. Through me crying my eyes out, he led me over to the neo-natal unit where the babies were laying. I remember a nurse holding up the smallest baby I had ever seen and I was just amazed at seeing something that small, and it helped me stop crying. Mind you, I threw up everywhere when I got back to the room…all over my doctor as well. Ha!
I wish I could have gotten Dan’s last name and just told him how great he was, but I can just remember him and know that there are really kind people out there, and not just people, but nurses. My mom is a nurse, and I know she isn’t on the dark side. So I am very lucky to be a dysautonomic disaster with a wonderful nurse as my mom. Two for the price of one.
Back to work for me…
January 2nd, 2008 at 10:27 pm
That was a lovely story. I wonder if you could find him, even without a last name….
January 3rd, 2008 at 3:28 pm
I need to call up Ellen or Oprah or something, they can do the investigative research to find him. That would be awesome!!
January 11th, 2008 at 10:07 pm
That’s a great idea - maybe even the MEN?