He was my patient and I was trained to retain a certain distance, but I grew deeply attached to him and his family.
The doctors decided it was time to discuss hospice care with his family.
I will never forget him.
I will never forget the first time I walked into his room during morning report. Every surface was adorned by another bouquet. Wow that’s a lot of flowers! A blonde-haired women — the patient’s wife — slept in the chair next to the bed. I turned to my patient to introduce myself.
“Good morning Mr. Berg” I said quietly so as not to wake his wife. “My name is Ilana and I am going to be your nurse today. How are you feeling?”
Mr. Berg smiled warmly at me. “I’m feeling okay dear. How are you feeling?”
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