Nurse Function Novels & Stories

“I want to wake up. This can’t be real. Tell me it’s just a nightmare I can escape. This isn’t my life.” The cries came harder then, his whole frame shaking, as his fists clenched the thin sheet. The nurse grabbed a box of tissues from the counter and shoved it toward him. “Enough with the tears,” she said, not unkind but firmly. “You don’t need that right now. Focus on healing, eat well and rest up. All those injuries on your body, they won’t fix themselves.” I sat there, glued to the screen, my blood starting to boil as I watched that damn nurse lean in too close to Ronan. She was acting all soft, like he was some fragile thing that needed coddling.

She says. I swallow past the lump in my throat and focus on her face. "Do you?" She nods with a smug smile. "Your heart rate is low. We need to spike it up." I tilt my head to the side in mild confusion. "Is that so? And you're going to make me better?" "Of course I am." She giggles. "That's why I'm your nurse. It's my job to make you feel better." The way she says it sends tremors through my body. I lean back against the headboard and grin lazily.

Now she was bruised and broken, and I hated myself for not being able to protect her from this. The nurse slipped into the room, the door clicking softly shut behind her. She adjusted the IV bag with practised hands, the faint chemical scent of antiseptic drifting from her gloves. Then she bent to inject something else into the line, murmuring under her breath as if trying not to disturb the air itself. I rose halfway from the chair. “Nurse… is she going to be alright?” The woman looked at me, her eyes calm but firm. “She will be fine. Her body’s been through a lot, but the evacuation went smoothly. Right now, what she needs more than anything is rest.”

Oh, well he is not the doctor. "God damn it!! if you are not the doctor then who the fvck are you? Devon questioned. " I am a nurse and my name is Nathan if you had cared to check my name tag you would have seen that". The nurse replied smiling. Dev rolled his eyes pain shooting through his leg to his whole body. Yeah, as if I will look at your name tag with all the pain I have been feeling and by the way, I never knew there were male nurses I thought it was a female profession". Dev added.

“ May I know how your schedule is?“ He asks as she squints her eyes . “Well I am a nurse and I usually work mostly at night duty. But I sometimes return home late due to some extra activities or sometimes I might not return home at all.“ She says and the doctor sighs. “ I understand that hospital duties can be at times, time-consuming and indeed stressful but at least you can still make out time to relax even while at work. Please, with the rate at which you are now, the more stress to put yourself through, I'm afraid it might end up resulting in something that we might not be able to handle.“ He says and mum takes a deep breath. “I will do as you say. It is duly noted.“ She says and smiles.

The security guard said. The orphanage home used to have a lot of nurses during day time but at night……. Only two nurses stay, just in case of emergency, and they usually have shifted. The head staff, who's more like the lady that runs the orphanage called out the two nurses, and they immediately started to tend to the child right away. The child was breathing, so that was a good start, but she hadn't opened her eyes yet. One of the nurses whose name is Nelly changed the cloth of the baby, while the other nurse gave Harper some injection and some baby medicine.

She replied. I tried to recall the events leading up to my hospitalization, but my head throbbed with pain, making it difficult to focus. As I lay there, staring at the ceiling, another nurse came in with a tray of food. She placed it on the bedside table and gave me a warm smile "Here you go, honey. Breakfast is served. Eat up and rest. Doctor's orders." The nurse who tended to me was a gentle, maternal figure with a kind smile and warm eyes. She had a round face and soft features, and her brown hair was pulled back into a neat bun. Her uniform was clean and crisp, and her movements were smooth and efficient.

“You should rest a bit more. He’ll need you sharp when he wakes up.” Anna gave a soft, broken laugh. “I’ll be there.” A nurse returned not long after, looking like she had somewhere better to be. She must be used to so much tragedy that she’s long been desensitized. Or maybe long shifts and underpayment had killed her passion. Either way, she helped Anna sit up properly and rechecked her vitals. Anna sat there, feeling a little stronger now after a quick saline boost. She was ready to hold her husband’s hand again the moment they would let her through those doors.

But firstly, 'Who was she? "Who are you, please?" She asked the nurse in confusion, trying to understand what was going on with her and why there was so many tubes attached to her body. "I am nurse Fiona, and I am here to assist you with anything that you want. How are you feeling?" The kind lady asked her, as she quickly paged the doctor that was in charge of the ward.

He was deeply invested in the well-being of each individual under his care, and he took pride in delivering personalized attention and expertise to those who needed it most. Dr. Stevens was greeted warmly by Nurse Jenna, who smiled brightly from the nurses' station. Her vibrant red scrubs added a pop of color to the hospital's sleek white surroundings, reflecting her energetic and compassionate personality. As a dedicated and skilled nurse, Jenna had earned a reputation for providing empathetic care, combining her clinical expertise with a unique ability to connect with patients and offer emotional support during challenging times. Dr. Stevens approached the nurses' station, where Jenna was