Life Goes On...

So, today was my first encounter with death at my new job here in Utah. Not that death isn't all around me every day at the workplace, but today was the first patient that died while I was caring for them.

My lovely father often asks me almost every time I talk with him "How many patients did you kill today" sarcasm included! And, I often reply "No one of course, silly" The joke between us being that when I was in Nursing school, our teachers would go to the hospital the night before our shifts and choose our patient assignments. In the morning I would show up all bright and sunny (caffeine in hand) and my patients would have died overnight! Postmortem care for Amy!

So today, I did give my little one excellent pre and post-mortem care, and honestly I enjoyed it. Which befuddles my co-workers. But the point of my story is that all of my awesome co-workers were coming to my bedside constantly to provide me with emotional support. They even asked me if I needed to go home early and decompress, so I am truly finally enjoying my workplace for the wonderful place that it is. I love my job, no lie!