So, ever since this school semester started, my clinical days have been so emotionally taxing!!! We've been in the school lab, and it has just been extremely intense! Today was our first clinical, and I was a little nervous about it. But, it was actually really good. We are doing our clinicals at a Senior Care Center. I just wanted to put this neat poem on that they gave to us today. We all thought we were the only ones crying, but when we looked around we were all crying. Our clinical instructor talked to us about how nursing is a very spiritual career. It was a neat experience for me, and very uplifting after these last few frustrating weeks.
To our dear child,
On the day when you see us old, weak and weary,Have patience and try to understand us.
If we get dirty when eating, If we can not dress on our own, Please bear with us and remember the times we spent feeding and dressing you up.
If, when we speak to you, We repeat the same things over and over again, Do not interrupt us. Listen to us.When you were small, We had to read to you thousand and one timesThe same story until you went to sleep.
When we do not want to have a shower, Neither shame nor scold us.Remember when we had to chase you With your thousand excuses to get you to the shower.
When you see our ignorance on new technologies, Help us navigate our way through those world wide webs.
We taught you how to do so many things,To eat the right foods, to dress appropriately, To fight for your rights.
When at some moment we lose the memory Or the thread of our conversation, Let us have the necessary time to remember.And if we can not, do not become nervous,As the most important thing is not our conversation, But surely to be with you and to have you listening to us.
If ever we do not want to eat, do not force us. We know well when we need to and when not to.
When our tired legs give way And do not allow us to walk without a cane, Lend us your hand. The same way we did,When you first tried your faltering steps.
And when someday we say to you,That we do not want to live any more. That we want to die! Do not get angry. Some day you will understand.
Try to understand that our age is not lived but survived.
Some day you will realize that, despite our mistakes, We always wanted the best thing for you And we tried to prepare the way for you.
You must not feel sad, angry nor ashamed For seeing us near you. Instead, try to understand us and help us Like we did when you were young.
Help us to walk. Help us to end our way with love and dignity. We will pay you by a smile and by the immense love We have always had for you in our heart.
We love you child,
Mom and Dad
On the day when you see us old, weak and weary,Have patience and try to understand us.
If we get dirty when eating, If we can not dress on our own, Please bear with us and remember the times we spent feeding and dressing you up.
If, when we speak to you, We repeat the same things over and over again, Do not interrupt us. Listen to us.When you were small, We had to read to you thousand and one timesThe same story until you went to sleep.
When we do not want to have a shower, Neither shame nor scold us.Remember when we had to chase you With your thousand excuses to get you to the shower.
When you see our ignorance on new technologies, Help us navigate our way through those world wide webs.
We taught you how to do so many things,To eat the right foods, to dress appropriately, To fight for your rights.
When at some moment we lose the memory Or the thread of our conversation, Let us have the necessary time to remember.And if we can not, do not become nervous,As the most important thing is not our conversation, But surely to be with you and to have you listening to us.
If ever we do not want to eat, do not force us. We know well when we need to and when not to.
When our tired legs give way And do not allow us to walk without a cane, Lend us your hand. The same way we did,When you first tried your faltering steps.
And when someday we say to you,That we do not want to live any more. That we want to die! Do not get angry. Some day you will understand.
Try to understand that our age is not lived but survived.
Some day you will realize that, despite our mistakes, We always wanted the best thing for you And we tried to prepare the way for you.
You must not feel sad, angry nor ashamed For seeing us near you. Instead, try to understand us and help us Like we did when you were young.
Help us to walk. Help us to end our way with love and dignity. We will pay you by a smile and by the immense love We have always had for you in our heart.
We love you child,
Mom and Dad
1 comment:
That is such a good poem...we made it..now just five more weeks of cinicals and four more tests!!
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