We close our National Nurses Week series with an impassioned call to action that ran yesterday on HealthCetera, the Hunter College Center for Health, Media and Policy's blog. This nurse sends us off with an important question, "If nurses and their stories are so amazing, why does my newspaper arrive every morning without a single nurse story in it?" and the inspiration to render the question unnecessary.
By Amanda Anderson, R.N., B.S.N., C.C.R.N.
Each morning, I wake up running. A million thoughts, a million tasks; I usually get distracted in the middle of making a pot of coffee. Instagram, Facebook, NYTimes, Twitter. The last thing I can do is sit with my laptop to write. The voice of my story is buried – deep within a long list of thoughts, assignments and e-mails.
But some mornings, if I push past it all and glue myself down, my story is there, singing its way into existence. Pieces of it, lines of it, waves of text and feeling and thought. Past the distraction of the newspaper landing on my doorstep, the plants asking me for water, last night’s dishes crowding the sink.
This morning, I’m following the fleeting voice of my story like Alice, running through Wonderland in search of that crazy cat. I’ve managed to get the coffee brewing, I’ve warded off my Internet addiction for a moment, and here I am.