Saturday, January 30, 2010

Saturday Nights

My church started a new contemporary church service on Saturday nights. There has been a group of 15-20 people who have been coming, but I couldn't be more pleased with where God is leading us. Our church on Sundays used to be about 15 people for 3 or so years and we were a tight family who were there for one another. When we got a surge of people (60 or so), we lost that small group family. Now I view this Saturday service as a chance to gain that small group feel back. We can share with one another, encourage and pray for one another, and ultimately grow together as Christians. God is moving in everyone's life there and we are able to share all the amazing things that God is doing. It's great, though many are going through a lot of painful events. Overall, it is a great ministry to be involved in and I'm thankful that I have the opportunity to go each Saturday (until my work schedule doesn't allow me to).

Sunday, January 24, 2010

A Sweet Fairwell

When I started on the Burn Unit, I had two patients who really touched my heart. I already talked about one of them, but the other was a middle-age man who suffered burns to his entire body as well. He was in the hospital for over a month and was so sweet and kind-hearted. I got to meet his wife and learned a lot of burn care on him. He was patient with me and I enjoyed the days that I got to take care of him.

This past Friday I was on the unit reading policies and heard he was going home. I asked the nurses to notify me when he'd be leaving and I got to hug him and his wife (who were both in tears) and say good-bye. It was so wonderful to see how he progressed through his stay on our unit. I wish him the best and hope for a speedy recovery.

I love my job!

Sunday, January 10, 2010

1st Patient

Some people never ever forget their first patient in nursing school. I can say that I'll never forget my first patient as a real nurse.

Patient 1 is a teenage boy who was in an accident that caused him to have his whole body burned up to his neck. He had to have both legs amputated and multiple surgeries. He will be on our unit for a long time getting stable and will then go to a rehab center. When I worked 6 out of 7 days after returning from our lovely trip to San Antonio, I had him 4 of those days.

My patient was a great kid! I bonded with him quickly and he said I was one of his favorite nurses. He was so sweet and the toughest patient I had ever encountered. He refused pain medicine because he didn't want to sleep through any of the visits that he had with family and friends, so he bared the pain to socialize.

He later found out about his legs, but I was never able to talk to him because he had so many visitors. I told him at the end of the day that I was actually jealous of his friends and wished we could have talked more. He said the same, but that he really enjoyed his friends' visits.

One evening after a difficult day, I heard Mark Schultz's "He's My Son" and bawled all the way home. I pray that this kid sees God's purpose in his life and will live to his fullest potential. He as already touched so many lives with this tragic accident.

One day I told him "you have no idea how many people's lives you've affected in a positive way!" He said, "really?" His friends were in the room and said, "oh yeah, we don't party and drive anymore!" He said, "I guess it'll be more than I'll ever know, huh?" I replied, "more than you'll ever know!" I get goose bumps thinking about his life. It is a hell of a lesson that he had to go through when everyone makes stupid decisions in life. I pray that his friends never forget this moment.