Children’s Nurse
7 Sep, 09 | by John Offen
‘Ring for the paediatric nurse,’ bellows Christine trying to make herself heard over the top of the heartfelt screams of 5 year old Thomas. Thomas has had 5 teeth removed, and has just woken up in the recovery area spitting blood metaphorically and literally. We are amazed at his strength as an anaesthetist and 3 nurses’ combined efforts only just manage to stop him from launching himself off the trolley. I rather pride myself on having a way with children, so on finding Thomas’s favourite teddy bear on the trolley I confidently approach the angry and frightened child. ‘Look Thomas, it’s Barney bear,’ I say in my most soothing voice. Thomas fixes me with a glare of stunning malevolence and yells ‘I WANT MY MUMMY’. Helen, the children’s nurse arrives to a combined sigh of relief, and in seconds Thomas morphs from demon in child form to the embodiment of peaceful angelic vulnerability.
Ha, so there was no pain and no serious discomfort. Gotcha little one….It’s amazing what a cuddle from someone they trust can do for a child in distress.
Adrian P
October 31st, 2009 at 2:29 pm