{"id":8568,"date":"2025-12-22T16:08:50","date_gmt":"2025-12-22T16:08:50","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/?p=8568"},"modified":"2025-12-22T16:08:50","modified_gmt":"2025-12-22T16:08:50","slug":"i-put-you-in-your-moms-arms-so-you-could-be-snuggled-while-you-drifted-off-to-sleep-i-hid-behind-the-curtain-and-shed-silent-tears-i-still-hear-the-echo-of-im-so","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/?p=8568","title":{"rendered":"\u2018I put you in your mom\u2019s arms so you could be snuggled while you drifted off to sleep. I hid behind the curtain and shed silent tears. I still hear the echo of, \u2018I\u2019m so sorry, but he is gone.\u2019: Nurse recalls \u2018absolute honor\u2019 of caring for CHD patient"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>\u201cI remember every single detail about this day.<\/p>\n<p>I knew what I was coming into, but in no way was I prepared for it. Your nurses before me had gotten you so handsome and dressed for your family. You looked so small in that big bed.<\/p>\n<p>I remember getting pictures taken, making sure you looked your absolute best with each click of the camera.<\/p>\n<p>I turned the monitor away when we pulled your breathing tube out. I remember putting you in your mom\u2019s arms so you could be snuggled while you drifted off to sleep. Time seemed to pass so slowly.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-8569\" src=\"http:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/bw-18-900x600-1-300x200.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"200\" srcset=\"https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/bw-18-900x600-1-300x200.jpg 300w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/bw-18-900x600-1-768x512.jpg 768w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/bw-18-900x600-1.jpg 900w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>I hid behind the curtain that was pulled and shed silent tears while still being able to see you through the crack. I still hear the echo of \u2018I\u2019m so sorry, but he is gone,\u2019 the doctor spoke to your parents.<\/p>\n<p>Those words will forever stay with me.<\/p>\n<p>How can anyone fully prepare to say goodbye to a patient? To transition to that point where the best thing to do for them is to let them go? The truth is, we can\u2019t.<\/p>\n<p>We fight for these kids so hard, giving them every chance we possibly could. When we reach the end of life with these heroes, it\u2019s always after a tremendous battle they have fought. Their bodies are tired.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-8570\" src=\"http:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/bw-20-900x600-1-300x200.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"200\" srcset=\"https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/bw-20-900x600-1-300x200.jpg 300w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/bw-20-900x600-1-768x512.jpg 768w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/bw-20-900x600-1.jpg 900w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>We do our best to transition it to something beautiful. Peaceful. To honor them and the tremendous fight they fought. We do things that will help keep their memory alive.<\/p>\n<p>I want families to know that we don\u2019t forget your kiddos when you leave the ICU. They make an impact on us. We mourn with you, we remember them, we remember you.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-8571\" src=\"http:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/bw-21-900x600-1-300x200.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"200\" srcset=\"https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/bw-21-900x600-1-300x200.jpg 300w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/bw-21-900x600-1-768x512.jpg 768w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/bw-21-900x600-1.jpg 900w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-8572\" src=\"http:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/bw-22-900x624-1-300x208.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"208\" srcset=\"https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/bw-22-900x624-1-300x208.jpg 300w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/bw-22-900x624-1-768x532.jpg 768w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/bw-22-900x624-1.jpg 900w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>These heart heroes fight long, and they fight hard. They have taught me more about myself as a nurse and even as a person than I thought possible. They teach me what it means to fight a good fight, to find a way to smile through the pain, to never give up even when the odds are against you.<\/p>\n<p>It is an absolute honor and privilege to be able to take care of them. And because I have the honor to know and care for them, I have been changed for the better.<\/p>\n<p>-PCICU Nurse\u201d<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-8573\" src=\"http:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/bw-2-900x600-1-300x200.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"200\" srcset=\"https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/bw-2-900x600-1-300x200.jpg 300w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/bw-2-900x600-1-768x512.jpg 768w, https:\/\/storieshub.xyz\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/12\/bw-2-900x600-1.jpg 900w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u201cI remember every single detail about this day. I knew what I was coming into, but in no way was I prepared for it. 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