Losses...

So this past Thursday, I had MY first patient die on me. (Sorry, I can't think of a nice way to say it) I've seen patients die, I've seen people die, but this was different, because this patient was under my care, I was his nurse, I was responsible for him. Although, there was nothing that could be done, he was a DNR and he was in kidney failure, possible pneumonia, and heart failure.

I got to sit and talk with his daughter, who was waiting for her sister to arrive from out of state. He unfortunately passed 30 mins, before she arrived.

Although, I wanted to be sad with the daughter and cry with her, I knew I couldn't I had to be strong for her, I didn't tell her everything would be ok, because I didn't know if it would be, I just held her hand and was there. I even prayed with her. She seemed to really appreciate the staff and the concern and care we provided her and her father.

I know I have to get used to the whole losing patients idea, because in the field I'm going into its going to happen ALOT, but I hope I'm able to be there for a family member and have them feel like they weren't just ignored and everything possible was done. I know there will be days with angry family members and I'll have to be strong for them too. Not every time will be as peaceful as this one, but hopefully, I can be there for someone and make a difference in their life.