I came into the hospital, very scared & worried about what was going on. I lay here worried all weekend, whether or not, I was going to be operated on due to my small intestine not working right. Sunday, when she came in for the first time, she asked me how I was. She didn't really talk much, but by the time her shift ended, she was talking a lot more. When Monday morning came, she came into my room & after a long night the first thing she said was good morning, lady. How are you? With a big smile on her face, knowing the night had been so long, it brightened my whole day. As the day went on, she came in here to check on me and we started making little jokes with each other and laughing. She was a kind face to see in a time when I was so worried. When I rang for a nurse all day, she always came in here with a smile. I would tell her when she would give me my meds that she was being little Ms. Bossy Pants, and she would laugh and say no more than you. She would take that extra minute she didn't have to, to make my day brighter.

The last day, Tuesday, she was with me, and my aunt was here with me, and she would laugh at how Madison and I would pick at each other. She had become a person I enjoyed walking into my room. I had got a shot in my belly, and she said now its just a little needle it won't hurt and as she was doing it, I made out like it was killing me just so we could laugh. At med time, she was all smiles, and we would laugh. No one wants to be in a hospital, but when you have a nurse who goes above their job to make you feel more at home, it makes all the difference. I told her yesterday that I hope I see her again outside of here because she is an awesome person, and she told me she enjoyed having me as a patient.

Sometimes in life, it can be a simple smile or joke in someone’s struggles, and you don't see that it can change someone's whole day. It was my privilege to get to be a patient under her, and I thank you for having nurses like Madison in this hospital.