"There will always be the older white woman in Walmart who stared at us with sheer disgust, or the African-American mother who looked at us and just shook her head.”
"You know what I do recall? The nurse that stood in the bathroom with me and gave me a shower after my C-section. The nurse that was on the helicopter with my Mom the day she died and said she made sure she held her hand because even after she passed she didn't want her to be alone."
"My vocation, my skill, my calling, that thing that I’m good at will no longer be a thing... that kind of makes my job as a nurse obsolete in the hereafter."
I looked over at a physician I have worked closely with for over half a decade and asked, “do you think as a whole the patients are getting sicker?” It didn’t take him long to agree emphatically, “they sure are!”
