Your Nurse
I'm the assessor of your situation good or bad
I'm the one you can confide in, (why you're worried)
I'm the gentle interrogator who gets to your facts
You can loose your mind around me, call me all kinds of negative things
And I'll still love and respect you
I'm the one who sees you naked, I'm not shocked
I dress your wounds, perfectly.
I know when to worry and act upon it
I'll keep your secrets
I can explain how you got this way and usually how to fix it
I will always care even if I don't get you
I'll call your loved ones if you want me to
I'll be honest about what I know and how it relates to your situation
I may even tell you if you might consider a second opinion
I know social workers who know about free stuff
I will comfort your fears sometimes with humor, sometimes with assurance
I can stroke your forehead with a cool cloth when you need it
I'll be right there if you die
I'm your nurse