#nurse

🏥 Yes. I used to be hospitalised with vomiting for days on end, including vomiting blood (hematitis, and gastro peresis) . It started happening in the early 1990s and by the early 2000s was happening around three times a year and involved at least a week in hospital plus a week at home recovering.
👨🏻‍⚕️ A consultant had proposed in the early days that I had autonomic neuropathy but this was never picked up on/taken seriously when I moved to Scotland.
🏥 At first the general belief there was I was somehow destroying myself through excess and not managing my diabetes, despite my blood sugars being ok when I was first admitted to the hospital (they got worse due to the time it used to take to get new diabetic patients written up for insulin) and my blood alcohol being zero.
👨🏻‍⚕️ One doctor thought I was entirely to blame and discharged me from the ward while I was still puking, getting the nurse to ring a taxi to pick me up.
🏥 (With a different hat on, sometime later I found myself at a hospital meeting where I raised the issue about insulin and I believe they took it seriously enough to change procedures, though I don’t know for sure).
🍳 Anyway eventually I was formally tested for autonomic neuropathy. I had to eat a meal of radioactive eggs and radioactive orange juice and get spun round in machines and so on. They discovered that I did indeed have this condition, explaining nausea, dizziness, fainting and vomiting.
💊 I’m now medicated and have only had the hematitis twice in the decade since, though I still get dizzy/faint/nauseus.
🚕 I sometimes feel I would like to get that doctor who discharged me, still puking, into a taxi, all those years ago and whack his head against a wall, metaphorically, and remind him that he should believe patients more often.

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In August of 2021, several days before my wife's 66th birthday, she suffered a massive heart attack one mile from our home while riding her bike. I received a call from an anonymous person informing me of the situation and I immediately dropped what I was working on and rushed to my wife's side. When I arrived, my wife was conscious but in severe pain and struggling. I prayed with all my heart and soul to God to intervene on my wife's behalf, and then something extraordinary occurred: Three strangers arrived on the scene and saved her life. One was a nurse, one a doctor, and another angel made repeated 911 calls until paramedics arrived and rushed her to the hospital where surgeons were standing by ready to perform heart surgery.

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How did I overcome this challenge?

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My faith in God did not waiver and I never lost hope. Then I reflected upon the miracle I had just witnessed and I penned the following reflection:

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"How Can I Help" by Alex

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I believe in God because I can feel God's presence and see God's creation wherever I go. In what I see, in what I hear and in the people I meet and the friends I greet. The compassionate soul of the stranger who stops and helps someone in need, or the dedicated professional who serves our community as doctor, nurse, policeman, fireman, educator, mechanic, plumber, electrician, retail clerk and all who save lives, change lives, or affect lives in a positive way, by doing God's work here on earth. They are our better angels who answer God's call to service. And the best part is that anyone can answer God's call, step up and help someone in need. All you have to do is open your ears, your eyes, your heart, and ask a simple question:
How can I help?

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Excellent post that reminds us that we are all in this together. Here is something a good friend of mine penned (see below) that I believe is relevant. It was written shortly after his wife suffered a heart attack while riding her bike and three total strangers arrived on the scene and saved her life. One was a nurse, one a doctor, and another angel made repeated 911 calls until paramedics arrived and rushed her to the hospital where surgeons were standing by ready to perform surgery.

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"How Can I Help" by Nico

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I believe in God because I can feel God's presence and see God's creation wherever I go. In what I see, in what I hear and in the people I meet and the friends I greet. The compassionate soul of the stranger who stops and helps someone in need, or the dedicated professional who serves our community as doctor, nurse, policeman, fireman, educator, mechanic, plumber, electrician, retail clerk and all who save lives, change lives, or affect lives in a positive way, by doing God's work here on earth. They are our better angels who answer God's call to service. And the best part is that anyone can answer God's call, step up and help someone in need. All you have to do is open your ears, your eyes, your heart, and ask a simple question: How can I help?

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yeah i’d say josh wasn’t “happily married”. imagine being a someone less than a year and then them being diagnosed w a terminal illness that completely deteriorated them in less than a few months. imagine going from being a husband and best friend to a full time care taker. going from dinner dates with your wife to her home health nurse. he LOVED shawnie. if he didn’t, he wouldn’t have done those things. he stayed through sickness and in health. he did everything he could for her and the boys. he took in carson as his own. he loved shawnie until the moment she died.

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and that’s the thing. shawnie is DEAD. she is gone. she isn’t coming back. for months, even a year, shawnie talked about nothing more than wanting josh to move on and find someone to make him happy. find someone to love the boys. to not be stuck on her forever.

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josh had been grieving shawnie before she was even gone. bc he knew what was gonna happen. that is common. he prepared himself. so him not needing YEARS to recover from the trauma of losing his wife is NORMAL. he waited several months and ended up befriending someone who knew his wife and kids. he found comfort in her and then that comfort turned to love.

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i honestly cannot think of a better situation for not only him and abby, but for the children as well.

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y’all are just WEIRD for finding such a damn issue with it.

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About a year ago, my ex and I broke up and I had noticed I was constantly berating myself, being the biggest pessimist, and gaining weight like crazy. I finally took a look in the mirror and realized I needed to change for the better. Started working out, frequently meditating, became more spiritually-aware, eating better, and cut the toxicity out of my life. My life is significantly better and I can finally say for the first time in my adult life that I am truly happy.
I was aimlessly taking credits in college. I stopped dead in my tracks after taking calculus and physics finals, turned around, and marched into the school of nursing. I’ve been a nurse for 21 years now.
I was working part-time at a job while I was finishing up my college degree. After I graduated, two opportunities opened up around the same time- the job I was working at offered me a full-time position, and my best friend, who lived across the country, bought a condo and invited me to move there and be his roommate. I considered accepting the job offer and staying in the town I was living in, but instead I packed up my stuff and moved across the country with no job lined up, but with a place to live while I searched for work. 10 months later, my best friend's girlfriend introduced me to a woman she worked with. This woman and I started dating, and 2 and a half years later, we got married. If I had accepted the job offer instead of moving, I would have never met my wife.
I was on the fence about kids before, but having to raise a gay teenager in a conservative rural area in my mid-twenties stomped the shit out of that urge. I refuse to even date a woman unless she has no kids or they're all practically adults.
An 8 year relationship ended. It was the catalyst for every major change I've made in my life since then. Among many other things, I started learning to cry, ask for help, apologize without qualification, and let go of what I can't control.
For better or for worse, I dropped religion. I was never as into it as the rest of my family, and the thought that one entity gets to control how I think and act was stupid, especially since I could just up and leave the church and think for myself. Probably when my uncle, with whom I lived between age 6 and 10, dicided to kick my foster-mom and us kids out. Destroyed quite alot of opportunities for me and basically put the next decade of my life in turmoil.
When I was miserable in a marriage I rushed into. He’s an good man but we weren’t partners or lovers, just roommates essentially. I realized I had a choice - stay and live a mundane but safe life or choose happiness. I chose happiness.
I was 21 working at Walmart with no real plans for the future. I'd enrolled in college, but I wasn't sure what I'd wind up doing. 3 weeks before I was supposed to start college, I see an ad for EMT classes at the local trade school. I thought, "That seems kinda cool," and changed all my plans at the last minute to enroll in that instead.

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Got snowed in with my wife today. We did a puzzle and cooked breakfast, lunch, and dinner together. It was nice because we couldn't go anywhere even if we needed/wanted to so we had a stress free guilt free day together.
I got some really frustrating computer algorithm to work (flawlessly) at work today. Did a simple task, but the satisfaction of seeing something you slaved over finally start working is very rewarding.
My crush offered to let me vent to her with all the shit I've been through this year. Going back to the office and socializing with my team in person.
Got surgery that I've been needing for around a year. Took months to get to the point where I finally decided to get help. Had to go through the whole X-Ray/CT/MRI thing a few times, visit with my doctor a few times, and get medications to try and help, all to get referred to a neurosurgeon and have to wait 2 months to get my surgery.
Spent quality time with my partner before he flies off for work for 2-3 weeks. Bitter sweet knowing that I won't be seeing him for weeks, but those were the best moments and feeling I had in weeks.
I did a colleague a favor, expecting maybe lunch in return. I had a good time, got a free lunch, and was paid $100.
I’ve been a nurse for eight years. This past year broke me and I thought about leaving nursing for good. I decided to give it one last chance. I started a new job on Monday and I absolutely love it. I am excited to go back next week!
A couple years ago I saved a woman’s life by forcing her to go to the ER after she passed out. She was mad at me because she didn’t think it was anything serious but she went and she ended up in complete heart block and coded in the ER and have to have a pacemaker put in. I saw her yesterday and she remembered me and thanked me for saving her life. It’s a good feeling.
Saw my mum for the first time in two and a half years. I flew from US to see her in UK. It was a complete unexpected surprise for her too.
Keeping continued contact with someone I’m very fond of.
That I became friends with my male best friend. He is so sweet and supportive and I really love him!
I watched my cousins get married on the beach in Florida. They’ve been together 16 years and only recently were allowed to wed.
My dad and I went to lunch. Seems quite lame, but it’s really huge for me.
I started taking vitamins, getting motivation to work out again, and I'm learning to love myself and not be so obsessed with my depression. I read a cool fanfiction and a big update came to my favorite game.

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i may have never done anything out of/for love, i make my agha breakfast every day around 6 am but he does pay my tuition so maybe i do it because i feel like i owe him at least that but i think i’d still do it even if he stopped paying , maybe i have done things out of love when i was in school i used to save my lunch money and buy whiskas for our neighborhood cattos, they weren’t even nice to me >:( this one time i abducted shairu, our building guard cat that hissed at everyone even the residents of the building when i brought shairu home my own cat pi saw shairu and hissed at him and SHAIRU BIT MEee maine kia kiya tha bhaiiii then i went to ziauddin hospital and got tetanus and rabies injections against my will, the nurse told me to revisit after a week for my next shot but i didn’t go because i trust shairu<3 ye sab bohat irrelevant tha but the things i have done for love is that i risked getting rabies<3 true undying mohabat<3 full potential of being a modern day luv folktale

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Hi Glinda:)

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Ours usually goes out for about an hour or so. I can’t remember any longer but it probably has been a bit more. I remember being really excited when they happened when I was a kid because, ( if it was late in the day when it started), my mum would get out the stash of candles from the cupboard under the stairs. We didn’t get to see candles at any other time. Being a nurse I think she’d dealt with some nasty burns and I think it had conditioned her to be ultra wary of candles. Even now when I see a candle I want to move it away from any ledges and I want to check how long it’s been burning and so on.

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Sorry about the diversion there. When the electricity goes off it’s generally the time you really want to make a cup of tea or cook some food. But it’s down to sandwiches and crisps. Boiling water on a gas hob - lit with a match- always makes a weird cup of tea. Lack of broadband or WiFi or television would kill me after an hour or two. Best to get out in the garden or go for a walk and snoop in all the neighbours houses to work out who else is in the same boat.

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Someone goofy and laid-back, but reliable when push comes to shove and passionate when it comes to his goals or values. Someone who's emotionally intelligent and open to conversations and mistakes. Also being a bit of a weirdo is strangely attractive to me. And this is a big one. I will fall for a guy really fast if he not only indulges, but enjoys and tries to bring out the sillier aspects of my personality that I'm afraid to let into the public. If a guy manages to see through my public niceties and likes the person that I am when I'm just myself, I instantly feel more comfortable. I want a relationship that's full of fun and laughter, but I also want to know that I can count on my guy to get through the harder times in life with me.
Physically, I'm into Asian, Latino, Black, Middle Eastern, and mixed-race men. I like tan-to-dark skin; brown, hazel, or green eyes; and black hair. I don't care about height or build, as I've dated all across the spectrum regarding both. His voice needs to be attractive to me, and accents are a plus. I just can't date a guy if I don't like his voice.
Consistently, guys who wear their emotions and passions on their sleeve in social settings. As someone who is pretty shy and reserved, any guy who makes their personality known in a room always draws my attention. Not every man is like this, and for some reason this type of person is is really appealing to me. The types of personality can differ slightly, such as a guy who's a little arrogant but not completely dislikeable vs. a self-deprecating guy, but in general, tall-ish, outgoing, nerdy guys with a goofy side have been my types.
I’m almost always attracted to guys that are 5’11 above, slender build, deep set eyes/heavier brow bones, & interestingly shaped noses. Personality wise they are all very good with kids, smart, philosophical & entertain my dumb theories about life, adventurous, and have a similar sense of humor.
Personality-wise, I like sweet, romantic men who aren't players. I prefer for guys to be kinda inexperienced and nerdy. I love nerdy-but-sensitive, caring, hardworking, shy guys. Having a silly, good-natured sense of humor is vital! I've always dated guys involved with STEM, but my ideal would be a guy in Healthcare, like a nurse or doctor. Of course, I'm very happy with my boyfriend, who is a medical device engineer!
I believe I’m attracted to femininity. The average attractive male (tall, muscular, short hair, big jaw) doesn’t really do much for me. I’m attracted to women no matter what they necessarily look like, and men that I find myself most attracted to have a small frame, long hair, although I do like beards. And I have a lot of attractions based on past partners, metalheads, denim vests, tight jeans, hippies, punks, people who listen to nothing but Grateful Dead.. etc.

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