I am exhausted.. it’s been a crazy long day. I left the house this am before having had coffee and returned home, exhausted. Lunch was a diet soda, which I grabbed as I was getting gas. I kept thinking that after the next visit, I would find a decent bathroom to help my screaming bladder, but, that kept being pushed aside. Today’s total mileage was over 200. My Jeep is a literal disaster. The mud on the floor mats matches the mud on my shoes because some of the places I visit don’t have paved driveways. There are many places where the gps stops working and I have zero contact with the outside world.
I walk into houses with all types of people. I have walked into screaming matches and fist fights. I have walked into relatives sobbing quietly so as not to alarm the patient. Husbands crying for wives. Children crying for their parents. It’s never easy. This job isn’t sunshine and rainbows. So, why do it? Nursing has so many branches, why seek out the emotionally exhausting?
The answers are many….
For the gratitude from an exhausted family who looks to you for hope
For the warmth of the hand that seeks yours, squeezing softly with appreciation
For the tear streaked faces who ache for compassion
For the exasperated husband who hold up pill bottles and prescriptions, terrified he will somehow with his actions, hurt his wife.
For the doctor, with limited experience in hospice, who seeks your advice
For families who via your help are able to enjoy their loved ones final days.
For the patient, who might have had a tumultuous passing, but thanks to you, is able to pass peacefully and without pain.
It’s worth the exhaustion.
It’s worth the cranky bladders
It’s worth the moments away from our loved ones.
It’s worth it.
All the time.