tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-79381410762537836.post8587097292670444524..comments2009-04-14T08:22:08.622-06:00Summer Nicklassonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15238506760172362226noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-79381410762537836.post-68563166872568506992009-04-14T08:22:00.000-06:002009-04-14T08:22:00.000-06:00

You know, I have lost quite a few patients in the short time I have been in the nursing home. What amazes me is the people who I don't feel like I got close to. The people who as much as I hate to say it, are really quite annoying. I lost a patient the other day who was like that. She was constantly on her bell and chanting "nurse, nurse...." in her raspy old voice. Asking the same questions

Jaimehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01886187704398391372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-79381410762537836.post-6159198052781407842009-04-07T19:32:00.000-06:002009-04-07T19:32:00.000-06:00

Summer you state the essence of living so beautifully even though it's about dying. The best of people find a place in your heart and you can't let them out. That's what makes them special people. That's what makes them never be forgotten. What is the sense of living if we just do it to be forgotten the moment we die? You have truly accomplished something if you are remembered six months after

aunt jonoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-79381410762537836.post-47281529696344254082009-04-06T19:02:00.000-06:002009-04-06T19:02:00.000-06:00

aaaw, summer-you are so right on. your words are so so true and could not have been any more simply stated. i am so proud to know you as a co-worker and as a friend, great ones at that. you are such a wonderful hospice nurse. you have many many angels in heaven. i love you!

darcihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05189097352310236665noreply@blogger.com