Where there is sorrow, there is a holy land.
The summer sun is scorching the earth, and the hot and dry weather makes people sweat, but they stop in a closed air-conditioned room to entertain themselves. I don't know, the fragrance of summer is gradually spreading, and it has been blowing on my face. It flows with my skirt, moistens my face and soaks my whole body quietly. This is my favorite smell.
Mr. Ma Fei, a pastor of American Sleep Success, said: Sitting on a happy chair cushion, people will fall asleep; When people are enslaved, flogged and tortured, they will get the opportunity to learn something and reason. ?
The afterglow of the sunset did not leave us. At six o'clock, we began to change shifts. When I visited Bed 6, a patient was sitting there with a cigarette in his mouth and a drip. Colleague said:? Hello! Sorry, smoking is not allowed in the ward. Please cooperate. ? With the infusion of liquid, I routinely checked the puncture point and found that the injection site was swollen, but the infusion was smooth, and I thought there must be extravasation. ? Do you have any pain here? It seems swollen! ? I touched his foot and asked. Bigfoot pounced on me. Don't touch me, it must hurt! I just care about you! Responsible for you. ?
I was kicked for no reason, and my mind was blank. Like a bolt from the blue, I can't believe what just happened is true. ? Airborne bomb? Things are always unexpected, and changing hands is the responsibility and obligation of every medical worker wearing a white coat. However, sometimes caring for patients is exchanged for kicking. I don't know. Is this the proper treatment for a responsible nurse? Is this not worth the loss for caring? Is there something wrong with this society? Or is it because there is such a heterogeneous society that leads to social paralysis?
Tears welled up in my eyes, and I shuttled through the white ward with tears in my eyes. I feel my heart has fallen into an ice cave. I really want to freeze my passionate heart from now on. Tears kept flowing downwards. I walked in front of every patient, forgot to laugh, forget to greet, forget my dignity, and finished my work with tears. But I know the whole ward like the back of my hand. Because of my mission, I am not allowed to go to work with emotion, and I can't be careless. This is my profession.
Years have never withered me, lightning has never let me fall, and storms have not hurt me. I can't knock me down because of this little thing, I encouraged myself to say.
I have to admit, in my mind, there is such a fleeting thought: should I take off this sacred and solemn dress full of life burden, leave this post and leave this unlucky place? ? Do you want to fight back or scold back? Why the patient is our god. ?
It took me a few minutes to adjust my mind, dry my tears and move on. I left. What about the other patients? How could I have such an evil idea? I want to stay because more patients need me. Everyone is sailing in a canoe of flesh and blood, crossing the rolling sea of life. The virtue needed in luck is temperance, while the virtue needed in misfortune is perseverance. I am very happy. I put up with it. I forgave it. Others can violate the cause and effect, others can harm us, beat us and slander us. But we can't hate others for it. Why? We must keep a complete nature and a pure heart.
I miss my heart when I write, and I feel the dust when I fall into ink. When I hear the sound of summer strings, I take a step back in the vast sky, because my heart has a dream, because I love a place to live. I have the courage to say that our position may be humble and our position may be small, but this does not mean that we are unimportant. Importance is not the same as greatness, but the spiritual commitment to life.
I comfort myself: forgive me, the most effective way is to resort to a force stronger than us. If I can forget everything, the insult will be insignificant. A few minutes later, the patient and his family did not apologize, but chose to leave. No matter where he went, I sincerely hope that he can get better, cooperate with the treatment and get well as soon as possible, no matter which hospital he is in! Pray!
I think: I should try my best to think about happy things, treat others, show the kindest and most affectionate attitude, say the kindest and happiest words, and try my best to use the people around emotional contagion who are happy. After doing this, the shadow of thought will definitely leave us, because the happy sunshine will reflect my life. Where there is sorrow, there is a holy land. After breaking through the sadness or pain in front of you, you feel that your eyes are suddenly enlightened. Don't care too much. Don't impose the cross on your back!
Don't forget to smile no matter how annoying you are; Pay attention to your tone no matter how urgent you are. No matter how difficult it is, don't forget to persist; Love yourself no matter how tired you are. To be a low-key person, I believe we will be more stable every time; Do high-profile things, believe that we are better every time.
Second, take the difficult one? Handle?
Sedimentation years, so heavy, footsteps wasted, the soul has quietly left, gradually drifting away. Difficulties can crush a person or cheer people up. I remember the American writer Lowell once said: The unfortunate things in the world are like a knife, which can be used by me or cut us. That depends on whether you are holding a blade or a handle. ?
In the face of all the sudden, a stranger, without any grudges, was kicked for caring when he first met? Polite? I have an impulse to have a big fight with him. Don't trample on my dignity, don't be superior because of your role, and don't take it out on us. However, I don't lack courage, but I can't; Just because I don't quarrel doesn't mean I'm weak; Just because I cry doesn't mean I'm timid. Just because I've been working well doesn't mean I'm not hurt.
Walking in the ward, I thought: the predicament is really unacceptable, but it is also an indispensable training for the growth and direction of life. I thank myself for holding the steering wheel of life and letting this little thing go away, without intensifying or causing trouble to others. Although I was angry and couldn't understand, I compromised and convinced myself. Because he is a patient, we should love him, not hate him; We need to care about him more than abandon him; We should cherish him because he is a part of the world. He is a man's son, a woman's husband and a child's father. We should not only save his body, but also save his heart.
You're lucky. Just yourself? Cut? Instead of holding it? Handle? Show it to others. That faint scar licked and comforted himself, letting himself blindly smear the injured soul? A plaster for the beauty of the soul? Don't be stingy with your uncle. I think: you are more traumatized and need comfort. If I have this medicine, I would like to give it to all people in the world with cracks in their hearts, so that everyone can have a healthy mind, without contradictions and disputes, and share a harmonious home.
At any time, please hold the handle accurately, master the methods and skills, use the knife to cut things well, don't hurt yourself or others, keep a clear head and deal with your own difficulties, and the problem will be solved!
When the sun rises, it is full of spirit.
Life gives us an important mission, and this heavy sense of responsibility will make people breathless, and sometimes they really want to give up their persistent pursuit. Maybe it's a long-term love, and one day I find myself having feelings for this profession. When my family advised me to give up, I was like a lovelorn girl, depressed and devastated. It turns out that the heavy thoughts accumulated over time have subtly turned into firm beliefs. In the quiet years, I have feelings and love for my nursing career, but I am fascinated by the authorities.
Through the world of mortals, my heart is like a beautiful ballad, telling the breeze and the bright moon. Tears let me know, wake me up and make my dreams clear. I've been walking vaguely and painfully. I used to think it was just a way to make a living. In fact, I have been deeply imprisoned in it, because of dreams and because of love. My vague figure becomes clear, and the goal I pursue becomes more and more real.
For the dream, lightly v. Kan Kan; For the dream, gushing; Fingertips bloom for dreams. A heart that has been sealed for a long time is like a mirror covered with dust, and tears are like a rainstorm, which washes away the dust for the mirror and shines brilliantly. How can life be so quiet without experience? Just understand, the wind is light and the clouds are light. Touch the dusty haze, try to smile, tolerate with great love, dissolve hostile eyes with love, and don't let sadness block my sunshine.
The moonlight is dancing. I am walking in the tunnel of time. What did I forget? Sadness cannot stay in my body. There is only one goal in my heart: based on my post, loving my job and creating a world of my own. One day we will be recognized, recognized and respected, just as an extension of time!
The next morning, the sky was as white as a fish's belly, and the sun smiled in the clouds. With sincerity, love, sincerity, perseverance and patience, we have dedicated ourselves to those who need us and our light and heat. For ideals, for pursuit, at all costs! When the sun rises, it is full of spirit. Don't underestimate our sacred nursing profession, and don't underestimate us little nurses. Little things can also emit unimaginable energy.
The poet Mullen wrote in a poem called Opportunity:
I don't cry, because I lost a precious opportunity;
I shed tears not because the best years have become clouds;
Every night I burn the records of the day;
When the sun rises, it is full of spirit.
Embarrassment, coercion by force and verbal insults have been experienced by many colleagues. Some people choose to leave, and more people choose to stay. I think everyone has a belief: love your career and love life! The world is big, the scenery is beautiful, there are many opportunities, and life is short. Don't curl up in a small shadow.
Even if you walk against the wind and are in danger, please continue to stick to your post, stick to your choice, firmly guard your beliefs and dreams, dance out the wonderful moments of life and contribute to the medical cause of mankind! No matter how hard it is!