When a nurse, you’ll belong to a caring profession
On that subject, I must make a tiny confession …
As a nurse, I was proud of my good education
Diplomas, degrees, and qualifications.
Experience, too, scores of runs on the board
A dab hand at I.V.s and running a ward …
Well, you may well ask
Where is all this leading?
I’ll tell you right now, so just keep on reading …
One evening, at home, I felt violently ill
An ailment unaided by taking a pill
The pain became stronger
I could linger no longer
At home, so I rang triple O
To A&E I could see
that I needed to go
I was treated with kindness and care by those nurses
Which is precisely why I’m penning these verses.
Despite numerous years in my chosen career
I saw and heard from my bed
What I needed to hear …
smile, explain, reassure, give support
these practices, sadly, are not always taught
They help with the healing and are what you remember
Whether it’s January, or even December …
Now I’m back in the thick of it
It’s part of my nursing kit
Share a joke, give a smile, a light touch on the shoulder
Whether your clients are younger or older
We may start of well having all these in mind
But time-poor and stressed-out
It’s hard work to keep kind.
I know I’m a better nurse now than before
I’d forgotten those simple things
I now practise more.
So let’s celebrate our special Day 2014
Light our lamps round the State
Nursing power – watts the score?
