May 22, 2011

love

In the last week or so, I've changed my brother's dressing covering the bed sore on his tail bone, I've made on the fly choices about pain management at 3 in the morning with no attending to consult, changed out fentanyl patches, and I've administered countless doses of medications to my brother all with little sleep.  But when I found myself this evening administering the morphine suppository rectally, now that's brotherly love.

1 comment:

Linda Collinsworth said...

You are a very good loving brother. I admire you so very much.