A little tenderness: Part 6

The ‘pain control  nurse’  had  been and chaned  my  dosage …. up  as usual. The  trouble is  the pain  is no  different  but  I just seem to find it more and more difficult to concentrate. I was drfting off now  ………

“Hello” , a new  voice, foreign , gentle sing song , what  nice eyes. “Are  you awake willow”   I am tempted  to not asnwer  but politeness gets the best of  me. “I  am here to help  you, would  you mind if I  gave  you a bedbath” I hesitate  because it does not seem right, a young  man asking me if I would  like a bed bath.  However I have not  had a good wash  let alone a bed bath since I was admitted, he is also  offering to change  my  pyjamas  and  the bed.  So far I have had a lick and  a promise and I am longing to feel fresh again.

What a change  from the usual  begruding  treatment I had received so far. I was bathed put in clean pyjamas and in a freshly  changed bed I was exhausted  but comfortable. The young  nurse  told  me  he had  been at  the hospital  for about a year. His  kindness and respect made  me feel safe and at no time threatened.

Over  the next  week I learnt  a lot  about him,  he had  been in the French Foreign Legion, a Gendarme and now a Nurse. He used  to come into our ward  and chat  when he had  the time  and sometimes  if he was not too busy  he would  have a cup of  tea  with us.  More  than once when I was feeling really  low  he would make  me a bird or a flower  with paper. He was an exstremely talented  and kind  young  man who lived life to the full and who was not afraid to put himself out to help others. He  made my life bearable I missed him when I was moved to yet another ward!

So where ever  you are, dear young french  male nurse, I want to let you know  you helpped  me  through a terrifying lonely time.  I often listened to Alanis Morrisette and Thank You at that  time, and  the dreamlike video shows how exposed and out there I felt. Small acts of kindness helped me through. So thank  you nurse  you made a difference.

BTW  that is just a random photo  the nurse I met  was much  more handsome!!

 

2 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. penpusherpen
    Mar 25, 2014 @ 16:11:43

    Much more handsome? Sweet Willow?. Blimey, I would’ve swooned with deeelight 🙂 I know you weren’t in the mood to appreciate his erm…bedside manner. but you could’ve rung me!!!! 🙂 Sigh!! Fainting away here, just the accent gets a response from me.. I need a lie down, move over and I’ll join you in that bed! (I know ’twas a while back, but just let me dream !!) BUT as you said, a little tenderness and thoughtfulness goes a long long way.. Warmest Hugs aplenty, always. xPenx

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    • willowdot21
      Mar 25, 2014 @ 19:14:47

      Yes he was even better and his voice as sweet as honey! Damn I should of rang you ….. OH! I didn’t know you then! Seriously he was the only tenderness I received in those dark days. hugs my friend hugs! xxxxx

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