My world still revolves around this small room, and the very few people who regularly come into and out of it. Without fail, the one person who has the biggest effect on my life is The Nurse. There is no bigger unsung hero, no more important front-line worker.
With one exception who shall go unmentioned, I have had world class nursing care. I will have pictures when I get home. When I say world class, I mean consistently world class. Not just really good care, and by the way, there was a couple of excellent nurses; I mean consistent best of breed and a couple of curve busters you can't believe. Throw in the rock star doctors, and I have had it as good as it gets. It's not just that I know this to be true, I absolutely believe it.
The Nurse is the hospital's Marine. They take and secure the beach from patients who are often out of their minds. They bring order from chaos, peace and calmness from tragedy. These people are unique, and do a very dirty job. The nurses I had in ICU and the Intermediate Step Down Unit should have been cannonized. Today, I reside with mere mortals. If you happen to know a nurse, buy them a drink for me. If they're an ICU nurse,buy them a steak dinner along with it, please.
There's a good chance I may be coming home today. I have one more MRI to get through, and then they'll pull the last IV. After that, FREEDOM!!!! And HOLMES!!!!