Don't Curse the Nurse!

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on June 17, 2020

tearsJoy brings people together. Fear heightens awareness. Grief, more times than not, isolates us and covers us with a heavy blanket difficult to pull off. Some are never able.

Then there are some that go through incredible loss and proceed to find ways to comfort others undergoing similar suffering.

I met a patient a couple of weeks ago that shared her role in our city’s chapter of a national nonprofit called The TEARS Foundation. Founded in 2002 by Sarah Slack after experiencing the stillbirth of her son Jessie Curtis Slack, this agency provides emotional and financial support for families who have lost a child.

This patient of mine shared her own story of loss and how it led her to her involvement with TEARS. She graciously offered me the opportunity to follow up with her through the agency if I wanted to learn more about The TEARS Foundation.

I left work that day thinking about it. The heartache of  this kind of loss, I understood it. Years ago, my first pregnancy ended at the twenty-two week mark on an evening filled with physical and emotional pain.

A couple of weeks later, I had an opportunity to learn more about the kind of people that donate their time and fund raising efforts for TEARS.

People that do this kind of work are angels with broad shoulders and hearts made strong by not letting grief pull them to a dark impenetrable place. On the surface they might look like petite blonds just getting vegetables at the local market. Look closer. You can see the endless abundance of compassion in their eyes. 

7 responses to “

  1. A lovely post. It is wonderful how many good people there are in the world.

  2. Cathy Cade says:

    My sister-in-law lost a child: born dead at 38 weeks. Busy getting pregnant at the time, I couldn’t imagine a worse loss to endure. I still can’t.

  3. BETH says:

    One of my daddy’s cousins was diabetic from birth. She married and had the joy of getting pregnant three times, but her joy was short lived. With each successive pregnancy, she carried the baby slightly longer, but each time the child was stillborn. I was told that the last time that happened the child had died some weeks earlier, but did not abort as you would expect. It was completely deteriorated in the womb–almost causing the cousin to die of infection herself. When she was finally able to bring herself to adopt instead of trying to give birth, she and her husband just happened to adopt a child with brittle diabetes. Her words were, “At least I can be sympathetic to his plight and be there to care for him when he needs me most.”

    • Susan says:

      What a poignant story about someone who’s suffered so much sorrow and followed with compassion for a child born with their cross to bear when only days old.
      Thank you for sharing this.

      • BETH says:

        Empathy more than sympathy maybe.

        She made many an emergency trip to his school to rescue him from death. No doubt she remembered the days before insulin when she suffered so.

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