My daughter was in the Neuro Intensive Care Unit for approximately 3 weeks after a motor vehicle accident. She was intubated for most of that time and she had many nurses, but a few stuck out. Miranda was one of them. Once my daughter was extubated and able to fully understand how her life was changed by this accident, the sadness became apparent to me. My once vibrant 20-something year old daughter was now scared of being alone and of her future. I spoke with Miranda, out of sight of my daughter, and told her that I was worried about her, maybe she needed to speak to the Chaplain or someone else about all these overwhelming feelings...someone other than Mom.
Miranda told me she'd take care of it. The next day, I asked how her night went. She told me that Miranda had helped clean her up, shaved her legs so she felt like a girl again, and even took her to the lobby to watch the sunset. She told me she couldn't watch for too long because she started crying but she had felt normal for a few minutes. That was the first time I had seen a genuine smile. As a nurse myself, I know it's the little things that means the most to patients and family members. This small act of kindness towards my daughter means so much to me and I know it meant a lot to her as well. Thank you from the bottom of our hearts.