Paddy Eeziglow
Active Member
As part of my career (I'm a Learning Disabilities nurse), I look after people literally from when they hit puberty till they die. A man whom I've known for twelve years and for whom I've been his "named nurse" for the last seven is close to death. He will almost certainly die this weekend, and after all these years I'm (literally) the closest thing he has to family (he has no other family at all). My heart is broken and my soul feels as though it hs been ripped from my body. I look and feel like a zombie. I spent last night holding his hand and talking to him (although he is literally hours from death he is conscious and very lucid), which makes everything that much harder. It's worse than losing a member of the family because I know him better than (for instance) my own brother. I'm his best mate in the whole wide world and there's nothing I can do for him. Although I'm acting professionally on the outside I'm screaming on the inside. I'm f***ed.