This morning I am at work…I am online on wordpress no less, it is my second call of the day to start an IV. This is not my primary function but we get called to help start intravenous accesses quite frequently.
On the call I was told the patient states she is usually a difficult stick and required the access as she needed to be given blood. I am told she usually gets a PICC line (peripherally inserted central catheter).
PICC lines are usually done by a specialist that we call into the hospital, it takes between one to two hours for them to arrive, get access and then an X-ray after to check for correct placement as the end of the catheter usually resides in the superior Vena Cava of the heart.
At the call I feel a twinge of irritation, not wanting to be bothered. If the patient says she usually gets a PICC line, why then would they call me, just request a PICC line at admission?
I immediately feel the chiding in my spirit. I ask the Lord to forgive me and on my way up in the elevator ask for his help to get the IV access this patient needs.
Once in the patient’s room, I introduce myself and go about getting my items ready. Then I got the IV access the patient needs in the correct sizing that is required for blood transfusion. The patient’s mother says, “thank you so much” to which I immediately said, “no thank God”.
This just reminds me that God is faithful in things big and small. I remind myself that I am here to help, this is the path that I chose and to remember and to be graceful always.
Jesus Christ is the same yesterday, today and forever! Amen!