Monday, February 02, 2009
This is Rhonda, who was there during my last night at Via Christie. She was very kind. She works only limited hours, and floats "as needed" on the floor, because she spends most of her time with her three year old daughter. You can't argue with that, of course.
I was a little nauseated for awhile, but after that passed I felt more normal and got up to walk a few times during the night. I've never been a good sleeper - witness I'm up right now - and decided I might as well make use of the time to walk a bit.
Besides, it can be fun to see the nurses in less guarded moments, enjoying the occasional quiet they get. And as far as I can tell they don't get much.
We caught Paula, who was my nurse earlier, in a funny moment.
I got the distinct impression that Paula can be the life of the party at times.
Audrey was not my nurse at anytime, but did help me the day I was so sick. What an awful day to help out. I guess one of the reasons they're nurses is that they handle that sort of thing much better than the rest of us.
This is Donna, who was my tech my last day. She had a great story to tell. One of the things you learn as a journalist is that almost everyone has a wonderful story - you just have to ask and listen.
Donna started at Via Christie 14 years ago in housekeeping and decided she wanted to do something different. So, she got her CNA license. This year she's starting nursing school. She discovered she just really like helping people. How can you not love that quality in another human being, much less a nurse?
Jenni was my nurse a couple of times while I was there. She is expecting her second child in about eight weeks. Her little girl will soon have a baby brother.
She's trying to convince her daughter to get potty trained before the new baby arrives. Jenni thinks - and who could disagree - that one baby in diapers is enough at any given moment. I hope that works out for Jenni and her husband, and their her daughter.
Jenni was very kind and caring. Like everyone I ran into there.
I know I missed getting photos of some of the folks who were so helpful during my stay. It wasn't an intentional slight - just one of those things that happened.
I called the person in charge before I left, to let them know how great my experience was. They say a survey comes to some folks after their stay, but it's random. I hope I get one.
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Posted by Patsy Terrell at 1:48 PM