Ever since Christina asked me to write this, I have been wracking my brain trying to figure out what I should write about. But the truth is, being a nurse is hard. And being a Christian can be hard too. I find such joy in helping others feel better. However, it doesn’t always come easy. I find great comfort in knowing I am able to turn to God at any point in my shift and knowing he’ll be there no matter what. I also always say a prayer on my way to work asking God to help me have patience, use my gifts, and shine his light on others.
Our floor takes care of cancer patients, end of life patients, people who are detoxing off of drugs and alcohol, and many other vulnerable people. Just yesterday there was a patient down the wing I was working on that was just diagnosed with cancer and one of their visitor’s came out of the room with tears in her eyes and said, “I don’t know how you do this.” Truthfully some days I don’t know how we do it either. It is only by the grace of God that we have the ability to take care of these people on what might be their worst day. But I am so thankful that I was blessed with this gift. I have had cancer myself and I am glad that I can relate to patients even more by sharing my personal story with them and possibly instill some hope in them.
I am so thankful for my job and the position God has me in at this point in time. There is no where else I would want to be. Here’s to being a “Joyful Nurse.”