One afternoon, I went to the hospital with a fever. When I passed the outpatient treatment room, I saw a long queue of people waiting for infusion, including weak old people, anxious young people and crying babies lying in their mother's arms. Everyone needs help and treatment because of illness.
At this time, it was the turn of the 2-year-old child in his mother's arms to stick a needle in his head. Seeing the nurse aunt holding the infusion set, he burst into tears at once. The mother coaxed and coaxed, but she didn't stop the child's crying. On the contrary, she cried even harder and her hands and feet danced wildly.
What shall we do? I saw the nurse's aunt ask the mother to hold the baby after consulting with her, but it was too late. At that time, the nurse aunt held the child's head, put the needle into the blood vessel, fixed the tape, and made several moves at once. Even so, the children's hands and feet left traces on the nurse's aunt. Aunt wet nurse was not angry at all, and patiently coaxed the child: "Baby, how brave!" Baby, don't cry. " Finally, the children stopped crying and looked at the aunt nurse with big eyes, as if expressing their gratitude. At this time, the nurse aunt observed the liquid situation, relieved and started the next operation.
I went to see the nurse who took care of the patients in the infusion area. One of them seems to have a bad waist, and a black waist protector is tied to his waist. Is it because she bent over too much to see a patient and hurt her waist? Then why not take time off to rest? Looking at the dark crowd in the infusion area, I seem to understand that she must not let go of the patient. She must want to help more people get rid of the disease and regain their health as soon as possible.
Although a nurse is an ordinary profession with great risks and intensity, she has to deal with so many different patients every day and give so many patients injections and infusions, but she is also a noble profession, helping patients to alleviate their pain and bring hope to them, and is an angel in patients' minds. I respect these angels in white in my heart, and I am determined to serve the people like them when I grow up.
Many people worship angels. In their view, angels have a pair of white and pure wings and are the spirit of all things. There are lovely angels in my life …
Maybe you made a guess about angels in white, and the answer is: angels in white-a nurse. She is a kind angel in my heart, which is true, and I can prove it with facts. Before, I accompanied my mother to see a doctor. As soon as you enter, you know what a sea of people is. Mom said, "It will take a long time. Go sit down first. Mom is waiting in line here. " I nodded, for my personal safety, or leave here as soon as possible! I found a place with relatively few people and sat down. "Grandpa, porridge for you." A girl with a gentle voice said. I looked around, but I still couldn't find the girl.
Suddenly, my eyes turned to a girl in white. She is a nurse with a bowl of porridge in her hand, and an old man is lying on the hospital bed. When the old man saw the porridge in the bowl, he didn't like it very much and said, "This porridge is too thin. I don't want it. " Then he pushed it away. The nurse went to cook porridge again. ...
After a while, a bowl of hot porridge was cooked. The nurse said softly, "Grandpa, I'll feed you." The old man opened his mouth, the nurse blew him cool, and then the old man took a big bite. The nurse smiled: "Slow down, don't worry." In a flash, the old man stopped chewing, as if he had an ominous premonition. Suddenly, the old man vomited and vomited all the porridge he had eaten. The nurse quickly scrubbed the old man, completely ignoring herself. She wiped her mouth and changed the quilt. The old man seems to be her grandfather.
I can't help but admire: What a kind "angels in white", it is their hard work that has brought us such a healthy body. Angel, I am proud of you!
Chapter 3: Praise nurses for wearing floating white skirts, unique dovetail hats and flashing nameplates, flaunting their own life values; They are legendary sacred messengers and symbols of happiness and warmth. Their names are angels in white!
When money worship and hedonism swept through; When people laugh at their low status and low income; When the patient doesn't understand or even make sense; They don't have a complaint, they just dedicate themselves silently and do their work wholeheartedly. Day after day, wearing the same white coat, I shuttled through the ward full of blood smell, sour smell and disinfectant smell, listening to the groans of pain and the insults of angered patients, doing endless infusion and changing bottles to suck sputum.
In the dead of night, their thin figures still shuttle through the silent ward; When patients are dying, their hands take their lives back from death again and again; Faced with the despair of patients and the incomprehension of their families, their gentle persuasion seems to be a sweet spring, bringing a touch of warmth; Ordinary women are doing such extraordinary work, dedicating their youth and shouldering the heavy responsibility of life with weak shoulders! They have no regrets and do their duty!
Everyone said: "The nurse is angels in white, because everyone's life and death can't be separated from the nurse's guardian." When you cry, arrival, the first thing you see when you open your eyes is their happy smiling faces; When your life comes to an end and your heart is full of fear, it is their kind and gentle faces that accompany you and make you no longer afraid.
"Protecting life" is their lifelong oath and their sacred and glorious mission. Although there are no songs of praise, no bright flowers, no enthusiastic support and no gorgeous medals, they have a beautiful soul full of love, which is enough to make a fragile heart strong!