Hospital Orientation

Today was actually the second day of orientation but I had my own patient.  He is a six year old Afghan boy who was hit by a vehicle.   His grandfather is a four star Afghan general.  When I arrived, I was told the caregivers are usually men and do not assist in the care of the loved ones.   It's supposed to be up to the women, however the women aren't allowed to come in the hospital.  Anyway, my little guy had some TBI, a ventric and he is now trached and pegged.  He was posturing yesterday, which is an ominous sign but today he was reacting to my suctioning him.  I was so happy to see his little leg move as if to push me away from him.  He started to look around a bit and the best part was that he yawned.  He looked so normal, natural and healed.  I don't know what is outcome will be, but I pray it is good.

His cousin was by his side all day.  We didn't know each other's language but I would smile and him and gesture.  He smiled back and he came over to help with the cares of this little guy!!  This made my entire day.  I know it won't always be this good, but Col McNeill made the comment "No one does what we do" and she is so right.  I don't know how many nurses on the civilian side have the kind of experiences we have.  It's an awesome feeling.