I am in the middle of a night shift right now that has slowed down considerably in the past few hours. Goodness it was busy at first! I am in charge of 10 patients, which is fine, but a few of them have fevers, and others are just generally unwell.
My little 2 year old friend had an episode last evening, where I almost called the emergency response team. His lungs sounded terrible, and we tried to give him some medicine by nebulizer to open up his lungs, and did chest physiotherapy, but nothing was helping. He settled a bit and went to sleep during the nebulizer treatment. A few minutes after the neb was finished, I went over to check on him, and realized he wasn't breathing, and his lips were turning blue!!!! YIKES! At that moment, my coworker for the night has stepped out briefly and I was in the 20 bed ward by myself. We didn't have a "charge" nurse working tonight, so I was just about to call for emergent help when my lovely friend Ali walked around the corner. She's an ICU nurse, and a charge nurse, and just amazing! She helped me wake the baby up, call the doctor, and totally supported me through it all. God definitely sent Ali at just the right time. Nothing with this kid was really resolved by bedtime, because although his lungs sounded terrible, he was in no respiratory distress. We just kept his oxygen monitored continuously overnight, and miraculously when I listened to his lungs at 2 am, they were clear as a bell. God is good. I was really worried about my little friend because kids can go downhill pretty quickly. I think he'll be just fine.
No sooner had that episode been resolved, when another patient started to seizure. The doctors came and did a battery of tests, and can't figure out what's going on. We had to start an IV, put him on a monitor, put up side rails so he wouldn't fall out of bed, and give him some medicine. Now he seems completely fine. Strange night. This is again my blood buddy who is sick. It's been nice developing a relationship with him and his mom. I prayed with his mom this evening, and trusted him into God's hands. I really believe God heard those prayers, because he seems okay.
Would you keep my patient friends in prayer over the next few days?
God is constantly proving His faithfulness and goodness to me. I shared some stories from my past with my new friends that show God's goodness, and it really impacted them. We've named that night the "weight room experience" because we were working out at the time. God continues to work on areas of our hearts each day. I love the verse that says "He who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus". May God continue to make me into a vessel of his love and peace in this world to be used for his purposes.
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