Karma made an appearance. A woman who, a few years ago, made my life difficult at work wound up as my patient. When I worked with her, she made no disguise of the fact that she didn’t like me and did all she could to be a pain in the hindquarters. Why did she do that? Because I was hired to be her boss, and she felt that the position was rightfully hers because she had been there for a long time.
She has Stage 4 cancer and was in a great deal of pain. The cancer was attacking her nervous system, and although it was making her right side go numb, the only sensation it left her with on her right side was pain. You know what I did?
I treated her pain and gave her the absolute best care that I could, because I am a professional. I showed her and her family every bit of the kindness and compassion that she never showed me.
I went to the doctor and asked for an order to give her a full milligram of Dilaudid every hour as needed to control her pain. Cancer is a very painful and horrible way to die, and its victims deserve all of the care and compassion we can provide.
With that, I am leaving on vacation for a few days. Posting will be spotty.







