I asked Kelli for the name of the nurse who took such good care of Kiereney today. She said his name was Andrew.
I called the hospital's ER and asked to speak to Andrew.
When he got on the phone and said, "This is Andrew," his voice sounded like an angel.
I told him who I was and thanked him for the excellent care he gave my daughter this afternoon, how things seemed to be at an impasse until he came on at 3:30, assessed the situation and started her IV with morphine that got the pain under control and her blood pressure down from 160/120(Kelli failed to tell me at the time how high her blood pressure was).
He said, "Wow, I have never had anyone call me before to thank me for doing my job. It means a lot to me that you called."
No, Andrew, it meant a lot to Kelli and to me that you were doing your job. Especially when Kelli told me about the incompetency that happened when they gave Kiereney the Imitrex before you came on duty.
We are the fortunate ones, Andrew.
You'll never know how much you doing your job and taking care of my daughter meant to me.
Kiereney said it best when I called to check on her while ago and she said, "Mommy, thank you for calling Andrew. I think he was an angel."
Me, too, Kiereney Jo.
This video pretty well sums up my heart tonight.
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