When I was diagnosed with FBC last year, I found myself in the unique position of being on the other side of the hospital bed. Having been a nurse for over a decade, I was now in an unexpected position of being on the receiving (rather than giving) end of nursing care.
As a person who likes to be, ahem, in charge, it was really f-bomb hard to be thrust into this position, checking control at the door of the cancer center when I went for my chemo treatments.
The major Silver Lining was that I received the most extraordinary care. Two of the greatest gifts that I received from my nurses were the feelings of safety and security, especially when I was in the bottomless pit of chemo despair.
Replacing my nurse-turned-patient fear with calm confidence was an absolutely amazing and wonderfully surprising outcome of my care. There were no greater feelings in the world that I could have had at that time.
In my early nursing days, a mentor told me, “A patient may not remember your name, but they will always remember how you made them feel.” Well, I’m here to say that this philosophy is spot on. As a patient, it was all about how my nurses made me feel.
So, to all of you to all you tired, overworked, under-appreciated nurses out there—know that you do indeed make all the difference in the world, which is the ultimate Silver Lining to a patient (and her HOTY!)!
Thank you…so very much.
Have you had a Silver Lined experience with a nurse? If so, I sure would love to hear about it!