Daily Archives: April 24, 2013

A Relatives Poem about Intensive Care (Alexandra): I dare you not to be moved

Ever wondered what the relatives of a patient on ITU feel?
One relative has taken time, effort and care to write a poem about their treatment on ITU at the Alexandra Hospital. I dare you not to be moved when reading it.

Thanks to Staff Nurse Jayne Byrne for sending it in. The original copy is framed and on the ward.

You arrive with your life shattered and feeling the despair
How are you going to cope, who will be there to care?
Your senses are numbed, what are you going to do?
With close family by your side waiting for some news

Your falling apart inside and your heart may be breaking
Sitting down outside worrying and shaking
How long will it be before I know the score?
Then someone rushes through the door

You feel a bit ignored as no one wants to stop
To tell you anything as you gaze at a watch or clock
The reasons you don’t realise is they are trying to save a life
Your Relative, Child, Partner or Wife

All of the equipment that you have not yet seen
Is being placed and connected to your precious human being
It takes time to do which you don’t appreciate
Don’t take it out on the staff, love them don’t hate

They will show their faces and talk toy you soon
To update on their progress and what it means to you
Please wait with patients they’re trying their very best
To put your loved one at ease while their in distress

The waiting is then ended as someone comes to tell
With quietly spoken voices the outcome of your ‘hell’
They tell you as it is in a manner quietly spoken
With care and love for all- they know your heart is broken

They warn you what you’ll see as you go in there
Pipes, tubes and equipment surrounding everywhere
It will be a shock the first time that you see
That person you love as helpless as can be

You’re treated at all times with dignity and respect
Re-assurance being given as you’re told what to expect
They explain the equipment and what each bit does
What they are doing without creating a fuss

With 12 hour shifts during the day or night
Constantly monitoring and having to write
Readings from equipment and machines to record
What happens each hour at our bed on the ward

Whether your loved one stays for one day or two
Many weeks or months they’ll see the job through
With so many faces changing each shift
You soon realise their work is a gift

These are the people that looked after my wife
Treated me as family and became part of my life
They work hard each shift being assigned to a bed
Giving me answers to all I questioned and said

All with good humour to match a serious side
A laugh and a joke and with whom you can confide
The Angels and protectors named around these verses
Include Doctors, Consultants, Registrars, and nurses

Not enough words can express how we feel
About these people who helped us heal
From Cleaners to Clerks, Nurses of all ranks
Doctors of many kinds –we would like to say THANKS