Another Guilty Confession

That patient died today. At 5:45am the patient was pronounced dead. I thought I did my best to save her but then I start asking myself if I really did. The significant other seemed indifferent but I wanted so much to fight for the patient. I feel dazed and very guilty. Maybe I didn’t do enough to save her. Now I’m from a graveyard shift and I can’t afford to close my eyes. Because I’m scared. I’m afraid to get a call demanding explanation. I’m afraid it was really all my fault. I guess I would never want to be a nurse again. Because I’m scared of the instability of patients’ conditions. Or that I am never good enough to take care of them. Long breathe. Darn. I can’t sleep. Can’t even think of it. I feel too guilty.


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