Category: ER Nurse

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That Place

On each assignment, I search for That Place. It only has a few requirements.       It must be nearby.       It must bring me closer to nature.       It must allow dogs (I do make an exception to this rule when Rocky doesn’t travel with me.)       It must center me. Sometimes I’ll be almost through … Read More That Place

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Ancient Majesty

I awake to the sound of a light rain. I feel rested–recovered from my trek across the US. And now my mind moves on to the reason I made that journey.  There are so many things here in California that I want to experience. Is there a reason I can’t start now? Grocery shopping-done Car unpacked-done Pre assignment checklist – done I grab Rocky, … Read More Ancient Majesty

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Morning musings 

Morning…I awake to the rich fragrance of orange blossoms that wafts into my new bedroom on a gentle breeze.    Not fully awake, I stumble outside and down to the river. A scrub jay squawks at me from the sycamore tree that stretches its branches out over the river.  A phainopepla (a crested black bird with white stripes on the end of the wings … Read More Morning musings 

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The Stethoscope -III

I felt my holder’s shoulders tense as they rolled you into the room. The paramedic pumping against your chest barely pauses as your body is lifted onto the stretcher. Dark curls frame your face. It is a young face. Too young. The angry mark around your neck tells a story too painful to comprehend. My holder’s hands move to your IV, flushing saline through … Read More The Stethoscope -III

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The Stethoscope – Part 2

Your chest is so tiny that when I am placed upon it, I feel like a cumbersome giant. Your skin is hot and dry and you lay still, too still. I send the sound of your heart, fluttering beneath your ribs like the wings of a frantic bird to the ears of my holder. When I am lifted away, I notice that it takes … Read More The Stethoscope – Part 2

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The stethoscope

I press against your chest. Your skin is cold and moist and I feel your muscles struggle beneath me as you fight for every breath. I send the sound of the wet crackles amidst the barely discernable movement of air to the ears that are listening. I am pulled away from you and slung across my holder’s neck. The hands of my holder move … Read More The stethoscope