I've walked these halls so many times.
Delivering care to so many.
Pain pills and pillows for comfort.
Cool cloth for a fevered brow.
Blankets, clean sheets and a pillow flufff.
Blood pressures, pulses and respirations.
Assessment of skin color and bleeding.
Dressing changes and pressure packs.
Holding a hand of the dying one whose been left alone.
So many faces of smiles and of tears; each facing their fear
In their own unique way.
Each helped by a pair of caring hands, a smile, kind eyes, and
Ears to listen.
I've walked these halls so many times, with the hope that each patient walks out.


Sheila






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