Secrets Of Nursing: It’s Not Doctors Directing Your Care
I got into the same conversation this morning that I do every week, with the guy stocking produce at the local Crazy Grocery Store.
"How you doin'?" he asked.
"Inelegant." I replied.
"You look fiiiiine" he said, grinning and showing his two gold teeth.
We talked today about the time he spent in the hospital a few months ago. "Those doctors saved my life, you know" he said.
I didn't want to tell him this, but it was probably the nurses in the ICU here at Littletown General that saved his life. I know the doctors who cared for him, and I know that they're not around that much.
It's a dirty little secret of nursing: those handmaidens and helpmeets who take a subordinate role to the great Medical Deity are the ones directing your care.