The nurses comforted me. They constantly asked if I needed anything. They were concerned that I experience the least amount of pain possible. They were warm, smiling and comforting. They executed their increasingly technical talents with skill and compassion. No task was beneath them, no task left them daunted.
The nurses provided me the comfort and encouragement I needed. They are filled with energy and humanity for the 12 long hours of each shift. The man in the room next to me shrieked, "Get away!" all night. Yet the nurses continued providing care and compassion to the most difficult among us.
When I was in college, I did not want a "traditionally female" job, like nurse, or teacher, or secretary. How foolish and immature of me. Nurses and others provide us with care and comfort. Teachers educate us and our children and are instrumental in the future of humanity. Secretaries make sure that businesses run.
I can think of no more valuable profession than nursing. We work them long hours for completely inadequate pay in light of their training, skill, and responsibility. The nurses at St. Luke's East were angels to me. No matter my pain level or discomfort, they were their to reassure me and heal me. They were smart, warm, and efficient. I am proud of my nieces who will join their ranks.
Their is no more honorable profession than nursing. Thank you Julia Hartman. You are a wonderful person.