My Father
Me a nurse see things most won’t
112420 a man was brought in by his mother
She found him dead in his bed room with needles hanging from his arm
as the blood dripped out
from the holes in his arm
The blood curteraling screams began
but her efforts to save her son
had nothing to the 15 minutes with no air to his brain
At least he didn’t die in any pain
I thought
He was rushed into my wing of the hospital
I started chest compressions
“Clear”
Shock
Nothing…
“Again”
“Clear”
Shock
Nothing…
As I was putting tubs in his body I was to see his mother be pushed out of the room screaming
The blood curdling screams
As the tubs I had wired through his organs
Hooked to a machine kept him breathing
A heart beat popped up on the monitor
He was in a coma
I brought his mother in the room
Then the screams
The blood curdling screams
She never left his bed side
Night came
Morning came
Again
As I was bathing his limp body
I over hear his mother specking to his kids
She had looked at me
with her eyes full of pain
“If I put the phone to his ear will he be able to hear?”
She asked me with her eyes full of pain
I said
“I’m sorry mam I have no idea if his brain is functioning yet”
Those eyes she looked at me
and said
“it’s my grand kids they want to talk to him”
I took the phone Held it to his ear
A young girls voice from the phone said
“Hey dad I love you and miss you I promise you everything is going to be okay if you can hear me I will see you soon”
she sounded so sure of herself
Then a young man’s voice much less sure then the girls
breaking as he spoke
“dad I love you” he said
as if it was the last time he will say it
I handed the phone back to the mother
with her eyes filled with pain
Ad her son that was laying sleeplessly next to her
and that’s when I hear the story of how Ian overdosed
on his daughters 13th birthday
It was breaking my heart
as I heard his mother retell the story to his daughter
she hung up the phone
Then the screams
The blood curdling screams
Over never heard this grate deal of pain come from someone’s through
Then Ian got called into the other room for X-rays
I told the mother her son will be back in no time
I came back into the room as I hear the doctor tell his mother “he is unresponsive there for there is no chance of bringing him back”
Then the screaming
Then blood curdling screams
Like the blood that dripped from the needs in his arm
like the blood that dripped from his daughters arm as she blamed herself or his death
like the blood curdling screams his daughter and mother shared every day for the loss of her father