Wearing Nightingale's Cap
Wearing Florence Nightingale's cap proudly like the pioneer herself
Carrying closely in the heart the ethics and standards held by "the lady with the lamp"
Caring, loving, teaching and treating with the same light
More rules and wider visions to provide the best practice possible
A most emotionally and physically draining job
Countless hours at the job, sometimes countless hours of self neglect
It's the passion, it's the demand, it's the responsibility
But the fire never dies, you still want to go on
You still want to do more
The rewards, the joys, the memories
Of touching someone beyond their illness
Of rekindling the light in someone who has lost hope
Of reminding someone their purpose in life
Of teaching someone how do it again and maybe a little different
For continuation of life
But sometimes different emotions arise
Anger, frustrations and complains from patients or families
Sometimes you wish you could prevent that
Sometimes you hope you are not part of that
But it happens, it's a lesson, it can be treated and you can heal.
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