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Behind the mask

Behind the mask I am just a girl. With the mask on I am heralded a “hero” and “amazing person”, yet I don’t feel like it at all. I don’t need claps or praise or for everyone to tell me how good a job I am doing, or how “it must be really hard butContinue reading “Behind the mask”

G is for George

As I walked into the room, I barely knew which person was the patient and which was the company. Both women, standing there in front of me, similar ages, similar physical beauty and dress. Then she smiled, and I knew right away who I was to be focusing my energy on for the next 11Continue reading “G is for George”

A note

My last post was extremely difficult to share, but I did it because everyone deserves to know that the biggest heroes out there aren’t the NHS workers but the resilient, brave and strong patients like L. I miss her, and even though our relationship was professional in almost every aspect, it is impossible to ignoreContinue reading “A note”

As strong as her

LR was the first patient that made me feel like I was actually a nurse. She needed me and I, in some ways, needed her. She gave me confidence and hope and strength. Gosh, the strength of that woman you couldn’t believe. LR had lymphoma, the third life threatening cancer she has encountered in herContinue reading “As strong as her”

Newcastle

You know when someone just makes you so happy? When one person can make you feel like everything in the world is ok and will be ok…? The nostalgia and the strength that comes from it is exactly what I needed, I could almost cry from the momentary relief if brought to me. It tookContinue reading “Newcastle”

Infinity Escape

She woke at 5am with an alarming sense of enthusiasm for the day. When usually she would be glazed-eyed and grumpy at waking in the early hours, she instead accepted the morning with pleasure. A break in the curtains shielding the draft of a cool morning showed her that the day was already going toContinue reading “Infinity Escape”

Nocte Memories

Clear cool water wading up to your waist yellow sun and green palms cast shadows on your face A bright smile like those that I’ve loved this whole time These days in this heaven, the days when you’re mine. A turn of the waist to the sound of a drum That gorgeous white shirt andContinue reading “Nocte Memories”

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