Zipppp. A nurses least favourite sound, well mine at least. The closing of a body bag before sending a patient to the morgue. A poor outcome of a cardiac arrest led to horrific screams and tears from a young family in the trauma room the other day. I don’t think that will ever get easier to witness – as I held back tears, offering a gentle touch, my heart ached for them. I actually hope this will never get any easier to witness – it’s a beautiful and precious reminder that life can change in an instant. A reminder that I oddly feel grateful to witness every day that I show up to work.
Being an Emergency Nurse is tough. We see our fair share of pain on a daily basis. So much so, that in order to do our job effectively we have to learn to leave it all behind. We have to become tough, build up a backbone – to be caring and empathetic, but then be able to walk away. As soon as we step foot outside, it’s just a regular day. No death, yelling, tears or pain. It’s all been left behind.
I don’t want to become numb to the pain I see. Over the years of working in Emergency medicine, a part of me has hardened. It’s a survival mechanism I’m sure – but I don’t ever want the sound of the zipper to be an easy thing – because it shouldn’t. I want it to remain a beautiful reminder of just how precious life really is.
I smiled this evening when I zipped up my jacket before stepping out into the rain. I get to enjoy my life NOW. So I might as well make the most of it while I can.
Life is precious. Enjoy it while you get the chance.
Smile with your heart