I have worked for NRHS for over 20 years, and while I have always felt pride in saying that-this past month has shown me a different side of our hospital and I wanted to share with you my experience.
My 56 year old brother-in-law went to the doctor on September 20 because he had been having severe headaches and just hadn’t felt right for a few days. Once they ran some blood work he was told to go straight to the ER and they admitted him directly to the oncology unit. Within a few days he was diagnosed with leukemia and began 7 days of chemotherapy 24 hours a day. The doctors and nursing staff were amazing and took such wonderful care of him and my sister and their two daughters. My family was there with him day and night for 33 days and that hospital room became their home, and the doctors and nursing staff became our family. They joked with us, and cried with us and rejoiced with us when things were looking like he might actually get to go home this past weekend. However, last Monday he developed complications and was moved to the ICU and died on Tuesday morning. Every staff member that we came in contact with treated ALL of my family with compassion and respect and were truly heartbroken along with us when we knew he would not survive.
I want to say thank you to the nursing staff on the oncology unit-I can’t remember all of their names but they were all wonderful. Some of them were there crying with us at the funeral last week when we told him goodbye. Thank you to the nursing staff and case management staff that sat with my sister until I could get to her on Monday, and kept coming back and forth to keep us updated of his condition every few minutes. And thank you to the staff in ICU that took great care of him those last few hours of his life, and allowed us to stay there by his side until he passed. They allowed my family to say goodbye to him and never once complained that there were too many of us, or that we were in the way.
And thank you to the maintenance guys that came up to his room in the beginning of his hospital stay and hooked up his 35 inch TV so he could watch his beloved OU football team play on a bigger TV screen.
And thank you to Dr. Thorp and Dr. Bacchus, and Dr. Camp and all the other doctors who worked so hard to make him well, and cried with us when we knew there was nothing else we could do for him. Their compassion and level of care was amazing and made a very difficult situation for my sister and their daughters a little easier. I know there were MANY more doctors and nurses and staff that took care of him, and while I don’t know everyone’s names, I do know that everyone worked together as a team, and took care of my family like it was their own, and they ALL made me so proud of our hospital.