I had a stroke in April. Given the circumstances, I was apprehensive about a trip to the emergency ward. Indeed it was overloaded and understaffed and the attention I received as a victim of stroke arriving in an ambulance was less than optimal.
After about two hours I was admitted to a ward on the eighth floor and everything changed. The nurses moved constantly at pretty much at a dead run 24/7, so that we patients would not suffer from the shortage of staff, efficiently and effectively. I was a Navy hospital corpsman during the war in Vietnam and know good nursing when I see it because I did it. The care I received was skilled, conscientious, and energetic in the extreme.
I am not a person given to hero worship but I never felt so surrounded by selfless heroes so dedicated to their duty and their craft. Nor have I ever felt so well cared for.
To those nurses, should you read this, you shall live forever in my heart. May God grant you special place in Heaven.