The moment I knew I was meant to be a nurse
Scrubs
JULY 25, 2023
Six years ago, I balanced a single spoonful of applesauce in my hand and decided to become a nurse. That spoonful of applesauce was for my father, who lay prone in a hospital bed after suffering from a hemorrhagic stroke. His care is for more than her vital signs at the moment—it is for her mental state also.
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