It’s Nurse’s Week! Recently, I was asked what being a nurse meant to me, having been in the field over 31 years. Nursing means I always have the wonderful opportunity to connect with others. I feel privileged to help patients at their weakest moments—times of intense pain or sorrow—and to be a part of their… Continue reading What Nursing Means to Me!
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Enduring Love
I love to check out garage sales. It’s not just the lure of finding a treasure for next-to-nothing that’s the attraction. It’s the opportunity to find something unique that is no longer available in stores. Once I stumbled upon a garage sale where there were many poppy items and Christmas nutcrackers, both of which I… Continue reading Enduring Love
Two Super Heroes!
It’s Nurses’ Week here in Canada. There’s a saying: “Save one life, you’re a hero. Save 100 lives, you’re a nurse!” Nursing isn’t easy a lot of the time. In fact, it’s tough. But, nurses are tougher. If you weren’t tough when you entered nursing school, you were molded into a nurse with stamina by… Continue reading Two Super Heroes!
Thousand Word Thursdays- #2
Halloween, nursing and flowers. These are a few of my favourite things! © Rita Jacques 2016
A Translator, a Soldier and an Orphan
My parents would kill me if they knew. I should know better. Weed-whacking the lawn in sandals. And, me a nurse, to boot. Well, it happened. Nope, no toes were lopped off along with the tall grass. No injuries were sustained. However, a wayward doggie-doo ended up splattered on my foot! Ahkkkkkk! As I cleaned… Continue reading A Translator, a Soldier and an Orphan
Peaceful Poppies for Dad
Mom, two of my sisters and I were ushered from Dad’s bedside into the ICU quiet room. On the wall was a large painting of whimsical poppies on thin stems. Strong stems to support big flowers of crepe paper texture. Delicate yet strong. I’ve always loved poppies since watching The Wizard of Oz as a… Continue reading Peaceful Poppies for Dad
Every Life Counts!
“The man’s lips and fingertips were blue and he was unresponsive. He was slumped in the backseat of a car where he and two buddies were smoking Fentanyl. His friend ran into the AIDS Committee’s office. A person working there had just what was needed: Narcan. He injected the lifeless man with Narcan. After three… Continue reading Every Life Counts!
