I work as a registered nurse at a nursing home. A couple of weeks ago at the start of the Christmas decorating, I was making a bow and one of the residents exclaimed, "don't raise your hands above your head! It's bad for the baby." That'd be numero uno...
Numero dos... Today a CNA came right out and asked me, "you pregnant?"
"Nope, just fat!" Seriously, I didn't tell her that, but it had to be one or the other. A conversation ensued, and I'm not certain that the young lady felt any remorse over her comment. She was kind for sure, but no remorse.
And third time's a charm! Another CNA told me that a certain resident was calling for me. He didn't know my name, so he told her to go get the "fat nurse that has her hair in a ponytail." That'd be me!
So it was made very clear to me that I need to get moving on this SBD. Maybe I'll take it with me to work tomorrow and read it on my lunch break. Maybe I'll take a walk for 30 minutes. Gotta do something!
And now with more work woes... I did ask God to help me not complain, and it first it was very hard. But I trusted the Lord to help me, and He did! I have worked night shift since July, and I just thought I was attached to my residents. Now that I'm on days, I am REALLY attached. I just get to see the residents I had before because I have a different group, but seeing all of them during their awake hours has let me see their personalities and just love them even more. And I am even growing closer to the residents that I do have.
Today one of the residents from the other group fell. It was so hard to watch the EMTs brace him up and load him on a stretcher. It was like watching a family member. They're just so... fragile, I guess, and I just want to protect them. I hope that these feeling just enhance my care and don't hinder realistic goals for them.
Tomorrow's a new day... a new step in this journey. I am so very aware of God's grace on my life. Everywhere I look there are blessings to be found. Thank you, Father!
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