She finally said goodbye, though not vocally. Now she can rest--a well-deserved rest she missed for almost a month. Sad it wasn’t a comfortable goodbye. With tubes through almost all the orifice of her body, her very body gave up . . . in ICU bed.
Sorrow and happiness, at the same time, fill my heart. For some reasons I find both feelings hard to explain.
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About the Blogger - Karin, the nurse, has been reading many blogs by co-nurses. One day, in May of '08, she decided to join blogosphere and write a soapbox about her life and experiences. Her posts RN tertaining, RN joyable, RN energizing (at least she hopes they are) although you may find a few rants here.
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One of the reasons I left ICU. I never could figure out which emotion was more valid. I finally decided on happiness, and decided I was too burned out to stay. Thanks for a thoughtful post.
I've worked a few days in ICU. Of course, I took care of less sick patients. But looking around, helping the ICU nurses, I decided ICU nursing does not match with what I want, at least not yet. I'm not ready for it.
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