A Scrub Nurse's Poem: I Know What It's Like

Kim Keason, Yahoo! Contributor Network
Jan 26, 2011 "Share your voice on Yahoo! websites. Start Here."

I know what it's like to hold your heart in my hand
To feel it still beating
Even though it's sick and feeble

I know what it's like to hold your heart in my hand
As it goes into you
A healthy heart to give you back your life

I know what it's like to hold back tears
To steel myself so you won't see any weakness
As I assure you your child is in excellent hands

I know what it's like to hold back tears
When I realize I was the last person to talk to you in this life
I hope I said comforting things

I know what it's like to be tired
Falling asleep while walking
Transplanting lungs for 36 hours straight

I know what it's like to be tired
Drifting off at 3am while standing
Waiting to pass the next stitch

I know what it's like to stand in one spot
For nine hours without a break
Only to feel defeat in seconds

I know what it's like to stand for twelve hours straight
To find out later you went home
To a loving family

I know what it's like to ache from my hair to my toes
Wishing I could just sit down
Knowing that sleep will repair my muscles and joints

I know what it's like to ache from my hair to my toes
Knowing that those few hours out of my life
Gave you back to your family

Published by Kim Keason - Featured Contributor in Lifestyle

Full time mom, part time nurse, and part time freelance writer. View profile

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