The Nurses and CNAs of Bellevue

You want to talk frontline!

Photo Credit — Jim.henderson / Wikimedia Commons

Being hospitalized sucks. And being hospitalized now? Oh, dear baby Jesus in Heaven with all of your angels, I can’t even.

And those angels? Those would be the nurses and nurse aides (they’re now called Certified Nursing Assistants, CNA’s, although I bet they still only earn minimum wage and get next to no respect which is so wrong) working their hearts out in emergency rooms and hospitals around the world right now.

This is my thank you letter to those real-life angels

In 2003, I began having a range of unpleasant symptoms including fever, severe sore throat, excruciating joint pains, and a rash on my feet and around my eyes. The short version of this story is that I had developed an autoimmune disorder known as Still’s Disease, a type of rheumatoid arthritis that typically afflicts teenage girls (make of that what you will).

Here’s the long version for later:

In Every Pile of Poop there is a Pony