Relationships - you make it or break it!

 Most people would define death as the end of life but I'd say it is the beginning of a journey into a place unknown. I have experienced a fair share of death in my nursing career. Patients who were declining, and I was part of a team that tried to resuscitate patients who died all of a sudden. In each of those situations, I was dealt with emotions surrounding what happened and ways if any, that I could apply in the future to prevent a recurrence. Nevertheless, the most recent case of a patient of mine and her process of death was a different one. I was placed in a privileged position to play an integral part in assisting in one of my patients to die. Most commonly, known as euthanasia. This is now referred to as Medical assistance in Dying (MAID) and legal in Ontario. I was told a day prior to the scheduled procedure, and assisted in ensuring this patient had a vascular access for the medication administration. The transport to the medical imaging lab with my colleague, a nurse pr...

This month has been a tough one for me since I have been called on by various friends to be there as a support or as an advice lender to get them through one situation or the other leaving me in a state of not knowing what to post for this month as a blog. So here goes nothing. Hopefully, the following paragraph of sentences blesses someone. Remember when we were little children and we craved adulthood so much that we hated the idea of being called kids or children. When our parents would say things like, "let me help you get dressed or let me help you with your bath" , we would reply, "I can do it myself". I'm a big boy /girl or simply, I'm big now were the phrases that followed suit. No one could blame us because adults seemed cool. It only seemed like they got it all figured out and knew something we did not know. They seemed grounded in life and were able to manouver through life with great poise. Little did we know that we had misjudged the book...