I was in clinicals the other day. The hospital barely had enough nurses to keep their floors going. But being the student, we're left to follow the school's decision. You decide you go there, be it heaven or hell, and stay there till the end of the semester.
My charge had Alzheimer's disease. Like my grandfather who had passed, she suffered from dementia. She would struggle against her wrist restraints, claiming that she has to go to church. Unable to help, I offered that we pray instead, in hopes of calming her down. We prayed the Lord's Prayer. She mouthed the words like they were the alphabet. Hearing her recite it was like music to my ears.
These past few days, I've been rocked by the reality that school isn't always easy. When I took care of my patient, I've never felt so motivated in my life. There's the road ahead. The only thing I need to do is take the step forward.
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