Monday, September 19, 2005
NurseBlogger of the Month Award
Well, I really wanted to make a special trophy clipart and do this all with voting and neat graphics and fanfare and nominations BUT....
I'm going to just do it like this (watch as I change the rules before I even make them!). I'm sure once you read it, you'll agree with me.
Auren, from A Nurse With a Little Bit of Attitude, wins the September NurseBlogger of the Month Award. She was at Methodist in New Orleans as the hurricane hit, and stayed through some horrible and horrifying conditions. She took pictures and posted them along with a retrospective account of what happened there. I'm sorry I didn't find her stories until I tried to catch up with everyone else's blogs last week, because I certainly would have brought them to your attention sooner. Here's a piece of a recent post:
I wonder what all of my patients are feeling now. Where they are now. If they are alive or dead. If they are physically sick. If they are mentally sick. If they have found their families. If their families have found them. (I call them MY patients, even though all I did for some of them was give them information and pass out their "meals.") That hospital was MINE. It was my life. You don't understand...I ate, slept, breathed nursing. I worked 3 and 4 nights a week. Not only was it mine, it was OURS. It belonged to the doctors, to my coworkers.
We worked our asses off...and continue to. Some of them were displaced. Some of them lost EVERYTHING. Some lost family. One thing is that we ALL lost our "home." We lost what innocense we had. We lost humility. I'm not exactly sure what we will gain out of all of this. I hear people say that New Orleans will rise again. Methodist will rise again. There will always be patients, families, people who need. I don't know if I want to be a part of that renewal. That green growth out of a black vat of mud. I still feel like I want to run, start over in another part of the country. God put me here for a reason. Was this my only reason, and now it's time for me to move?
I hate what I see around me. I hate the dispair. I hate the theives. I hate the riff-raff, the people that can't even conduct themselves in a civil manner at a business. I know that there are people like this, but I don't want a part of it. The hurricane made me weak, but I think humanity is making me sick.
Posted by HypnoKitten at 10:52 PM