By Shannon Carpani RN
I walked into work
To find a nurse crying in the hall.
She was stretched too thin
And her patient had a fall.
After comforting her,
I retrieved my assignment for that shift
And discovered the staffing coordinator in tears
Trying to cover the holes makeshift.
I climbed the stairs to my floor,
And passed by a crash cart outside of a room.
Thinking to myself,
This is going to be the shift of doom.
I found myself in a negative place
Before my shift began.
Stop. Time-out. Regroup.
That isn’t part of the game plan.
I remind myself why I am here;
To help patients and co-workers alike.
Neither of whom will benefit
If my positive takes a hike.
I made the choice,
The effort, and conscious decision
To adjust my attitude and view
To the much needed revision.
The shift was busy,
Make no mistake.
It was nearly time to go home
Before I received a lunch break.
Without the original adjustment
To a positive state of mind,
The shift would have been much worse
As my sanity and attitude declined.
Many times stuck in situations
That are less than ideal
Smiles and joy are tucked away
For an overwhelmingly chaotic ordeal.
No one can be blamed
For succumbing to this fate,
Because what I have left
Is often far less than great.
It is a choice
To be emotionally aware,
And sometimes the only reason
That a patient knows that I care.