Today, it got to me. After 5 years of nursing... it got to me.
I had this patient, post-CABG, and I was making him get up, and walk and move around all day, our standard procedures for all of our CABGs. His blood sugars were too low, and I was making him eat. He had diarrhea, I was cleaning him up. I shaved him and washed his hair (normally done on night shift), because his family was coming. I brought him special foods, because he was refusing to eat the hospital trays.
never. any. gratitude.
His family comes, outside of visiting hours, with too many people, breaking the rules, and they bring him some homemade food, and I told them how happy I was that they came to visit, and that I hoped he would eat. I could have told them to leave. I could have made them take turns visiting. But I would never do that to my patients.
I'm outside the room, charting, and he yells, "What are you staring at?" (I wasnt looking at him, or even in his room), I said, "oh, were you talking to me? I was just thinking about what I needed to do next" and he replies "you haven't done a damn thing all day." to his family's laughter.
Then, he tells his family, "Tell that pain-in-the-ass nurse how much I ate... go tell her, she's a pain in my ass, and I want her to leave me alone" to their laughter.
It was a long day, bodily secretions ruined my pants and shoes, violent patient kicked me, grabbed me, and bruised me, confused patient is going to hurt himself because he wont use sternal precautions, the day never ended, it was so busy, and yet, time dragged on... and after all of that... this was what hurt me the most.
Help me, Oh Lord, that my heart may be merciful so that I, myself, my feel all the sufferings of my neighbor. I will refuse my heart to no one. I will be sincere even with those who, I know, will abuse my kindness. And I will lock mysel up in the most merciful Heart of Jesus. I will bear my own sufferings in silence. May Your mercy, Oh Lord, rest upon me.