I was screaming after my surgery. Siera met my husband, as well as my second partner, a Trans woman, with a reassuring smile. She even greeted her with the correct pronouns. She gently updated them on my condition, inquiring if my reaction to the pain was common. She made them both feel very welcome with her kindness, consideration, and acceptance. She ushered them in with no skepticism or judgment, something we greatly value as a non-traditional family. I had a very rough recovery. Between the agonizing pain and my panic disorder, I was terrified. My partners were alarmed by my condition, but Siera reassured them that the pharmacy was working as quickly as possible to determine the next course of pain medication. She educated them thoroughly and thoughtfully on how and why my body was reacting the way it was to the procedure. Siera remained calm and vigilant while we waited, checking in frequently and bringing blankets and painkillers as soon as she could. When I asked for more assistance and the call button wasn’t working, my nurse worked to reconnect it and ensure it worked going forward. As the pain refused to subside, I confessed that I would rather run into traffic than continue with the pain. She was deeply compassionate, comforting, and unwaveringly kind. She advocated strongly for more pain relief and was able to get a shot of Dilaudid for me. It was the first time I felt any relief, and I was finally able to get some sleep. I woke up rested and calm with less pain, but still in rough shape. As the hours went on, she was constantly reassuring my partners and me, as well as advocating for any of our needs. Her calm and presence were so appreciated by us during what had been a frightening and worrisome day. I was eventually able to eat, walk, and use the restroom. Despite being able to hit these checklist milestones, I never felt pressured to leave. Siera remained concerned about my well-being and didn’t want to let me leave until I felt I was ready. My partners started to realize I was feeling better when I began joking with my nurse. The screaming had stopped, and by late evening, I was feeling well enough to go home. Surgery is never fun, but I will always go to Community Hospital in the future. This nurse and the SOU made my recovery nightmare more bearable than I could have ever anticipated. She’s a wonderful person and an incredible nurse.