My patient today only wanted one thing: a honeybun. Seems all night last night she cried out to anyone passing her room, she wanted a honeybun. She's older than God and on a clear liquid diet. My great nursing skills, she got an order for 1/2 honeybun x 1. I was considered a hero. I brought her the honeybun with a small cup of coffee. At the same time she was berating me for not bringing a fork, she stuffed her mouth full of pastry. It was great!!
It felt good to actually think that I did something that actually made someone happy. :)
1 comment:
Great story! (You should submit this to Grand Rounds this week.)
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