I had the cutest patient, we will call him Mr. W. He was Scottish, he and his wife. Well he came into the hospital because his blood count was low. well after getting him settled and admitted it was time for me to get off shift. I was never assigned to this patient after that day but i always went in to see him because he was such the cutest little man ever. With the cutest little accent. He was dischared a couple days ago and when he left i gave him the biggest hug ever! guess what! He and his wife payed us a visit up on the 11th floor. He had a big basket of scottish candies and chocolates and a card for me and 2 other nurses that had cared for him. after giving him a big hug his wife informed me that there is a poem in the card and that he used to write poems in his younger days. I would like to share the poem with you:
' A hospital stay is sledom a pleasure
As one nearly always is under the weather,
But at the big station on floor eleven,
The service could only be bettered in heaven
A smile or a blanket,
A pill for your pain
All of your patients are treated the same
If doctors dreaded words "to the hospital you must go"
Does not carry the fear it did long ago."
I could just take his cheeks and squeeze em' Thanks Mr. W....!!!!
