A Nurse's Reply.
Posted: Sun Mar 02, 2014 5:02 pm
This was published today in a Scottish Sunday newspaper.Hope I'm not breaking any copywrite laws by sharing it..but it kinda sums up the NHS today,and hopefully will educate those who knock it!
What do we see,you ask,what do we see?
Yes we are thinking when looking at thee!
We may seem hard when we worry and fuss,
But there's many of you,and too few of us.
We would like far more time to sit by you and talk,
To bathe you,to feed you,and help you to walk,
To hear of your lives and the things you have done;
Your childhood,your husband,your daughter,your son.
But time is against us,there's too much to do-
Patients too many and nurses too few.
We grieve when we see you so sad and alone,
With nobody near you,no friends of your own.
We feel all your pain,and know of your fear,
That nobody cares now your end is so near.
But nurses are people with feelings as well,
And when we're together you'll often hear tell,
Of the dearest old gran in the very end bed,
And the lovely old dad and the things that he said.
We speak with compassion and love,and feel sad,
When we think of your lives and the joy that you've had.
When the time has arrived for you to depart,
You leave behind an ache in our heart.
When you sleep the long sleep,no more worry or care.
There are other sick people, and we must be there.
So please understand if we hurry and fuss-
There are many of you,and too few of us.
What do we see,you ask,what do we see?
Yes we are thinking when looking at thee!
We may seem hard when we worry and fuss,
But there's many of you,and too few of us.
We would like far more time to sit by you and talk,
To bathe you,to feed you,and help you to walk,
To hear of your lives and the things you have done;
Your childhood,your husband,your daughter,your son.
But time is against us,there's too much to do-
Patients too many and nurses too few.
We grieve when we see you so sad and alone,
With nobody near you,no friends of your own.
We feel all your pain,and know of your fear,
That nobody cares now your end is so near.
But nurses are people with feelings as well,
And when we're together you'll often hear tell,
Of the dearest old gran in the very end bed,
And the lovely old dad and the things that he said.
We speak with compassion and love,and feel sad,
When we think of your lives and the joy that you've had.
When the time has arrived for you to depart,
You leave behind an ache in our heart.
When you sleep the long sleep,no more worry or care.
There are other sick people, and we must be there.
So please understand if we hurry and fuss-
There are many of you,and too few of us.
