I love nurses–they exemplify everything God would like to see in us, His children.

Augustus was the son of a god and he asked the whole human race to swear loyalty
to him as “Father”.
It’s at this moment that God the Father sent the real Son of God into the world…
God works His providence even in the midst of human foibles.

Dr. Edmund Mazza
from Rediscovering Christmas

(Vampire day, again / Julie Cook / 2020)

Well you may remember my tale from about a month ago…
my tale about having to go siphon off an entire pound of blood due to being a
Hemochromatosis carrier.

A hemo what you ask…??

Well, it seems that my body hordes iron.

And who knew that the body only uses what it needs—if there is excess,
well, the body simply stores it up in the organs…where it sits.
Think of a balloon simply filling up with more and more air…
eventually, something has got to give!

The high end of a normal iron level in the blood is 150.
I was sitting at 330…therefore, I have to be milked like a cow in order to
bring my levels down.
Sadly, I do not do well with giving blood.
I never have.
My blood pressure tends to bottom out and I basically get quite sick just before I pass out.

So yesterday was once again vampire day.
I had to go give blood.

I go to the hospital’s infusion center.
Folks are here for their chemotherapy, needed antibiotics, phlebotomies,
needed fluids, steroids…you name it.

Many are cancer patients.
They walked slowly and were pale.
They were minus all hair and bundled up due to the cold.

Many were on walkers or canes.
They were both young and old.

Four of us are divvied up into a quad with hospital chairs in each corner of the quad.
Some curtains were drawn some were not.

The nurses greeted each patient by name.
Many knew the regulars…mainly those who were the chemo patients.
“Hey darling” you’d hear a warbly voice call out to a familiar nurse.

The rapport was enough to make you feel that you were missing out
on some glorious secret friendship.
I felt almost envious as there were many
“I love yous” and “I love you too”—each sincerely and genuinely shared.
An intimate special moment shared between caregiver and patient…
human being to human being.

“Honey, you want me to get you something to drink?”
“How bout a ginger ale?”
“How bout a diet ginger-ale…it’s all we have.”
“That would be perfect!”

Some patients had recently undergone amputations due to infections or diabetes.
They were there to receive high-powered antibiotics.

“Mr. Gentry, we’ll see you back here on Christmas day, ok?”
“Christmas Day, really?!”
“Yes sir, we’ll be here…and so will you, you hear me?!”
“Well only if you wear your hair down…”
It seems that elderly Mr. Gentry, getting about on his walker, is a bit of a rounder
with these ladies—and they all seemed to love it.

He had part of his foot amputated this past week after having cut his foot this past summer
at the lake while playing with his grandkids.
These nurses were all well aware of his hijinks and played right into his devious intentions.
Mr. Gentry needs high-powered intravenous antibiotics every day for a couple of weeks.

I was enjoying soaking in these conversations all the while as I was slowly losing a part
of myself into a plastic bag dangling on the floor.

I really do ok up until the very end of my time being hooked up like a gas pump.
Right before I’m finished filling up the bag, that’s when things go downhill.

And true to form, today my BP fell to 63 over 34.
And true to their form, the nurses who saw all color fade from my body, came racing over
in order to flip my chair up so I was practically on my head,
they next threw a cold washcloth on my head.
They handed me a green puke bag…which thankfully I did not have to use.
My curtain wasn’t drawn and I would have hated being the show of my quad.

All of this was taking place while the nurses changed out the lines and immediately
began administering a bag of fluids.

It is amazing what these fluids can do.

I go from passing out and near-death to right back to the life of the living.

Slowly my BP climbed, but then oddly it dipped again.

This time it didn’t rebound like it did last time.
I didn’t rebound like I did last time.

The nurse had to walk me out to my car this time as I was still a bit woozy headed.

“Go straight home.”
“But I need to go to the grocery store.”
“Do that later!”

But before the nurses pulled my head up off the floor, one nurse came by each chair in our quad
and handed each patient a simple candy cane.
She made certain that each patient saw the story printed on the wrapper…
the story of the candy cane.

You can say what you want to say about Christianity and spirituality within such a setting…
You can throw in your sarcasm about faith in fairytales…but I will tell you one thing…
the folks in those chairs each appreciated their candy cane, mattered not their faith or creed–
they appreciated its story and the fact that one human being was offering hope to those whose
hope was starting to run on empty.

As each has received a gift, use it to serve one another, as good stewards of God’s varied grace:
1 Peter 4:10

15 comments on “I love nurses–they exemplify everything God would like to see in us, His children.

  1. bcparkison says:

    I’m glad you made it through and very surprised that they are allowed to share the story of the candy cane. Blessing to all of the nurses .

  2. atimetoshare.me says:

    I hope you are all better now. I have a tendency towards low blood pressure so I don’t give blood. I know the feeling of dipping into the lower regions and feeling the lights go out. Glad you were in such a kind environment and they took good care of you.

  3. Salvageable says:

    One of my daughters recently left her Chick-fil-A job to become a hospital tech–she has plans to enroll in nursing school. She shares a lot of stories like yours about the people she helps at the hospital. She even worked with our next door neighbor when she was brought to the hospital with a heart attack. (And the neighbor had nothing but good to say about my daughter when she returned home.) This makes two of my children in the health care field, and a third–who just graduated from college this month–will be starting work at a different facility next month. I am very proud of them all. Best Christmas wishes to you and your family. J.

    • Then you are richly blessed—as those kids of yours are sharing Grace in the most intimate and personal way—and I for one am forever grateful!
      When I think of nurses—I think of Mother Teresa—not a pretty job, but a vocation calling of unconditional love—those of us on their receiving end, in our humbled and vulnerable states are most appreciative!!!
      Merry Christmas to that salvaging clan of yours πŸ™‚

      • Salvageable says:

        Thank you, Julie. I hope this Christmas season has been filled with blessings for you and your family. Indeed, I had no expectation as they grew from children to adults that so many of my children would become servants in the medical field. I truly am richly blessed. J.

      • they had to have a great example of serving others πŸ™‚

  4. davidkitz says:

    I’m not sure how your year has gone.
    I’m not sure how your Christmas will roll out.
    I’m not sure what 2021 will bring for you.
    But I am sure the Christ of Christmas is watching over you and your family.
    May you experience the joy of Jesus’ presence now and always.
    I wish you a very Merry Christmas!

  5. oneta hayes says:

    A sweet and well told story. So much is in how one perceives a situation. Fortunately most medical personnel are compassionate and patient. But they also have love lives that are broken, bills to be paid, and wayward children, so forgive the one that might be a bit “off” for the day. It is a high and noble calling.
    Julie, I’ll probably not be reading and commenting much the next few days, so I want to take this opportunity to say that you have added great good to my life as my sister blogger. I thank you and wish for you a Merry Christmas. May it be filled with God’s love, peace, and abundance. πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚

  6. SLIMJIM says:

    Wow donating blood; and to top it off to see the message of the Candy Cane of the Greatest Blood Donor of All

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