When we admit patients whose names we don't know, we give them names of States in order to identify them. This afternoon, we received four trauamas; Utah, Hawaii, Iowa (?) and Georgia. These people came from a sporting event and were the victims of a suicide bomber. I went to the ER to help them and documented on Utah. When I returned to the unit, I found I was getting one of the patients, Georgia.
When I got report on Georgia, he was a young boy of eight who received two broken knees, peppering to his face, arms, and abdomen. A hole in his left shoulder and some other injuries. I quickly assessed him and we got him settled. I had learned that Georgia was a boy who did not have a guardian and did not speak Pashtu or Dari but Uzebekestanian. Of course we don't have an Uzbekestan translator! I felt immediately protective of this boy. All I could see when I looked at him was Kodi. How fearful he must have been opening his eyes to a bunch of strangers poking at him when all he remembered was attending Buzkashi (a Central Asian sporting event where use the carcass of a headless goat...don't ask).
When he opened his eyes and looked at me, I could see the fear in his eyes and I just wanted to console him. How was I supposed to tell him he was going to go to surgery or not to worry, he was safe? I just let my motherly instincts take over. When night shift came, I asked Lynn if she minded that I stay with him until he went to the OR and thankfully she said it was ok. I just didn't think it was fair for him to endure more trauma and for him to be able to see a somewhat familiar face that he could associate with during this mess.
After he went to OR, I cried a little because I just feel this overwhelming urge to protect him. I said a prayer for him and although I am off tomorrow, I will go and check on him. I had two thoughts going through my mind...1) I hope his surgery is successful and they find a guardian for him and 2) God forbid my sons ever find themselves in a situation like Georgia, I pray someone will show them the kindness I felt toward this boy.
:( Good mom.
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