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Nurse's Day Speech - Hope of Life


From an early age, I have a dream. If you can be a beautiful white angel, how good it is! At the age of eighteen, I finally got my dreams, and with a good look I put on a white nurse's uniform.
When I walked into the dialysis center with joy and curiosity, God! What I saw was not the embarrassment, not the joy of white dancing. It is a dialysis pipeline, a face without color, and a life of grief and helplessness. The smile on my face solidified. Is my job going to repeat the single work program day in and day out? Is it that the future time will be spent in this lifeless space?
My, hesitation and loss did not escape the eyes of the head nurse, she did not blame me. It’s just her actions that have given me a deep education: in the face of the rude accusation of irritated patients, she will smile and say: "Sorry, I will try to meet your requirements!" In the face of negative patients, she will Patience is enlightened until they get rid of the burden of thought. She often said this to me: "This root can only sustain life, but we can let them bravely face life, we can inject hope into life in their blood." This sentence makes me relish For a long time, a long time...
I remember that there was a little girl suffering from kidney failure. She often heard her recite the childish voice of Tang poetry. When I was treated, I asked her: "Little sister, are you afraid of it?" The little girl said mischievously: "Sister, there are you, accompany me, I am not afraid. I like you, I like to see you laughing!" I listen Her words, smiled with tears. The nurse's job is not only to use his hands to mechanically busy, but also to face every patient with heart, affection, love, and smile.
I remember that it was a spring, and Corrie came to a young college student. At the negotiating table, he convinced the conversation to conquer the colleagues around him; on the basketball court, his handsome figure attracted a lot of attention. With great ambition, he is preparing to display his talents in his career, but he is crushed by all the hopes of a ruthless disease. He is completely depressed. He even said desperately: "I am a waste person anyway, I can't live for a few days, you don't care about me." These words shocked me. He is such a young, but again, such despair. Whenever I saw him, helpless eyes, I fell into deeper provinces, even uneasy - I was thinking, in addition to giving him care and care, what else can I do for him?
In order to communicate with him, I consulted a lot of psychological information, looking for various opportunities, and patiently enlightening him! And he is always silent. Sometimes it doesn't even work with treatment.
In the face of this thorny problem, what should I do?
In class, I can answer every complex nursing question seriously. I can face the difficulties in real work and I feel so small. I am in conflict, do you want to give up? My emotions made me not give up; my work made me not escape; my duties made me not retreat. I can't, can't let a heart as young as I stop beating in despair.
I didn't feel discouraged, always encouraged him, and told him a story like this: A centenarian asked to perform a show at a community event. I saw her, walked awkwardly with a cane, and stopped. She tried to straighten up and said to the people around her: "My show is finished, the name of the show is 'living', although I am old. The disease is ridden, but I am still alive. The young man stunned for a long while, muttering in his mouth: alive, alive, alive...
The days passed by, and the long-lost smiles and self-confidence reappeared on his face.
Soon, he successfully accepted a kidney transplant. On the day of his recovery from hospital, he excitedly took my hand and said, "You gave me the courage to live. I will never forget the respectable old man who is alive!"
Yes, superb medical skills can save lives, advanced healing instruments can continue life; how should spiritual life be treated? I realized that psychological vulnerability, pain is even more terrible than physical illness. I did not expect that as a general nurse, my little story can give hope and courage to the patient. All this made me realize that what I did was not only dedication and dedication, but my personality was also sublimated in the care, understanding and love of the patient.
I am proud, because a desperate patient re-raises the life sail through my care.
I am proud because I can make my health re-embrace every body and mind.
Let us all together, with heart, with love, with a smile to instill eternal light and hope for life.

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