This morning this is what I woke up to. It was beautiful to say the least, especially with all of the snow covered trees.
So I figured there wouldn't really be many people in the ER given the fact that it had snowed all night and it was a Sunday morning. However, my first patient was a 7 year old. When my nurse discharged him she asked him if he had a good Christmas. Tears welled up in his eyes as his mother explained through a Spanish Interpreter that she was working two jobs, however they still didn't have enough money to have a Christmas this year. Word of this spread fast, which caused some pretty tearful nurses. Within 10 minutes there was a collection of over $200 and a whole cart of food including 2 pies from the cafeteria. With money in hand, some nurses went to the only store open to buy Christmas for this little family. It was one of the most precious things I have ever seen. They called the family back to the ER and let them unwrap an assortment of presents. I would have to say this was probably one of the best Christmas presents ever. To see the joy and happiness from this little family as they opened presents one by one was a moment I will not soon forget. What humbled me even more was the giving hearts of the staff that I worked with today. I have great nurses, I have always said that, but today I saw pure Christ like love and the true meaning of Christmas even if it was 10 hours late.