Récit d’#infirmière concernant l’un des patients #covid
I wrote down this story the day after it happened. It was too horrendous to ever forget, but I wanted to capture it right. To honor his life and death by helping people see what this looks and feels like
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Denial. Anger. Negotiation. Depression/sorrow. Acceptance. The five stages of grief. I learned about them briefly in paramedic school. We studied it with more application specifics in nursing school. It was covered a little more in depth in psychology 101. I learned that it’s not necessarily a linear process. People can bounce around through these stages, like a pinball, when severely strained. Regardless of what I know about it intellectually, as a critical care nurse, watching my patients and their family members go through it still can overwhelm me at times. Tonight was one of those nights.