Nurses’ stories
I’ll share a story that happened to me about 15 years ago. I’m a registered nurse and at the time was working the male orthopaedic ward. One day, I had a new patient, his name was Chris. Chris had been badly hurt in a motor bike accident and suffered a broken hip, leg fractures and arm fractures. He was young and athletic, 19 years old and very shy. I had to wash him in the morning. He kept apologising that he couldn’t manage to wash himself, but because of his arm fractures this was out of the question. I pulled the curtains around and while preparing the soap, gloves and towels, I noticed from the corner of my eyes that Chris was looking at me. I felt a little flattered that a young strapping lad …