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Spring evenings Those cool spring evenings and cooler nights are some of my fondest memories of growing up, especially on May Day eve. That was when we went to the woods and gathered buckets and tubs of wildflowers from the river bank, the shaded woodlands, and the swampy marshes along the winding dirt road. 2017…
My stressful day in ICU was about to become even more stressful. My patient was dying. The doctors, who are taught to help their patients live, had reckoned with the fact that it was just a matter of time. I realized my biggest problem was not the patient or the doctors. My biggest problem was…
“Have you ever thought about it,” a fellow nurse asked me one day, “that going into Isolation makes us all equal?” It’s true. Our education, experience, age, and culture might be different. Yet, when patients need to be protected or when health care workers need protection, those going into the patients’ rooms wear caps, gowns, gloves,…
Tucked inside the folded newspaper with the pile of bills and junk mail in our mailbox was a small 3 x 5 envelope. Addressed to Dave, I thought it was probably a note of appreciation. He gets those sometimes from satisfied customers. Occasionally, we receive notes of thanks from folks with whom we’ve shared casseroles…
Teamwork in front-yard football Teamwork. I watched it happen in my front yard. “It sure was fun having you on my team,” I told my daughter as we headed back to the house. We had just finished a Sunday afternoon football game in the front yard. “Yes, Mama,” my five-year-old replied. “It was good I…
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