work has been hard the last few weeks.
i always say there is no place else I'd want to be
if i have to be away from my dudes.
i go to work with my head held high,
excited to meet the challenges that are presented
to me/us every second of our 12 hour shift.
...
we laugh, cry, sweat, worry, pray,
hope, advocate, feed, clothe, bathe, baby
talk, hug, snuggle, cheer, suction, soothe,
comfort, revive, travel, play, diaper,
run, coordinate, share, clarify, teach,
serve, collaborate, search, discover
and much more on most days.
...
we bring it.
because we have to.
for our patients, their families and our coworkers.
...
and because it's what we do.
it's what we've dedicated our lives to.
and it's what we love.
...
having that intention brought into question
has knocked the wind out of us.
there's an overwhelming sadness
over what has happened.
and what is happening "out there."
...
but we will persevere.
because we owe it to our sweet patient who died,
the nurses who took care of her,
and the thousands of patients who need
our heads to be in the game.
...
we will always remember
what is happening right now.
and we will be better at our job for
experiencing it.
...
not many can say they've seen a miracle.
i have.
we have.
we've seen lots of them.
we each have our list.
and i look forward to
adding to mine.
this was a couple of hours after their first bath 
with baby supplies packed up and ready to go 
