The Nurse Novels & Stories

Her eyes widened slightly when she saw the two men. "Oh! I’m sorry," she said, placing a hand over her chest. "I didn’t expect visitors at this hour." David and Matthew both looked up as they saw the nurse enter with a tray. "Good day, Sirs. I’m Nurse Angela. I came to give Dr. Emma her medication and check her vitals. It’s all part of her regular care." Matthew nodded while David watched her closely as she moved around the room, preparing an injection and gathering fresh gauze and antiseptic. She walked over to Emma’s bedside with the injection.

I straightened, wiped my hands down the sides of my jeans, and made my way back into the bedroom, one slow step at a time. “Sure,” I called, as I reached the center of the room. The door opened. The nurse Blake had warned me about stepped in. Mid-twenties maybe, tan skin, dark hair in a neat braid. Navy scrubs. A small backpack slung over one shoulder. A tablet in her hands. She was gorgeous. “Hi,” she said. “I’m Lena. I’ll be your private nurse for the next few weeks.” She held out my water. Ana must have given it to her to bring up.

A person wearing a white uniform combined with green approached Nathan with a questioning look. Seeing the woman, Nathan could only smile faintly, actually grimacing a little. “Oh no, Ellen. I'm just... Just getting some fresh air.” "Fresh air? In the lobby?” Elen asked doubtfully. By the way, Elen is one of the nurses at the hospital who works with him quite often because Elen is also in the ER, even though in the hospital rolling and changing positions in any department is a common thing too—so it seems strange for a doctor or nurses who have worked for a long time at the hospital don't know each other.

No pun intended. She takes it off me and I manage a groggy thank you. She smiles. “You’re welcome Kacey.” She says placing the glass down. “I’m Nuse Casandra and I’ll be your nurse whilst you are here.” I nod. “I’ll be taking your vitals making sure that you’re stable and are recovering well.” I nod. “I’m just going to take your pulse and ask you a few questions sweetie? I nod.

I thought to myself. “God, you can be bitchy sometimes, I heard the nurse say and giggled at someone walking inside the door. I turned my head and saw a pretty nurse with bright green eyes talking on her phone and not paying attention to me on the bed. “Umm, hello, nurse? Why I am in here.” I asked her, but she didn’t say or look at me. Instead, she talked to whoever was on the phone with her. So, I tried again. “Hello ma’am, I started waving my arms in front of me.

"I have to check on other mothers in the ward too. But don't worry, I'll be back to check on you later in the day." "Oh, okay then. Thank you for checking on me." "It's fine. After all, you are my favourite of all the mothers that just gave birth." The nurse chuckled and moved to get out. She collided with a man and yelped. "Ouch!" She held her forehead with her hand. "Well, watch where you are going, woman." A male voice yelled at her in annoyance. "What the hell are you talking about? You bumped into…" The nurse swallowed the accusations as she stared into the deepest grayish eyes she had ever seen. Eyes that seemed to hold a

My pulse quickened when I saw her… The nurse. She looked like she’d been dropped from a different world entirely. Mid-thirties, neat brown hair tucked into a bun, glasses sliding down her nose, medical kit slung over her shoulder. Her crisp white uniform and careful steps screamed order, cleanliness, sanity. She was a dove in a cage full of wolves. And she might be my only chance. I bit down on my lip, thinking fast, my hand brushing the crunch in my hair where the note sat folded tight. The sight of her made something reckless bloom inside me.

Her breaths came in ragged gasps, her chest rising and falling like a stormy sea. I stayed close, murmuring words of encouragement, my voice steady even though my own heart was racing. “You’re doing so well, Trina. Just breathe through it. You’ve got this.” Her grip on my hand was like a vice, her nails digging into my skin, but I didn’t pull away. I let her anchor herself to me, her lifeline in the chaos. The nurse moved around the room, checking monitors and adjusting things, her movements calm and practiced. “You’re progressing nicely,” she said, her tone reassuring. “It won’t be long now. I’m going to call the doctor.”

The rate of People who have medical issues is skyrocketing day by day. By the time I got to the room mom was admitted to, I found it empty. "Are you Mrs Brown's guardian?" I turned back to see a petite, black young woman who was dressed in nurse attire. I scrunched my brows up in confusion. I've never seen a black woman attend to mom before. The hospital ought to notify me if they change nurses or doctors attending to her. She must have sensed the confusion on my face. "I'm nurse Wren. " She introduced me, but I was too tired to even return the smile. If I force , I might even break down right now. I think she also understands that she didn't force it and dive right into why she called me.

As the door of the elevators opened he walked out only for nurse Janice to rush towards him. “She’s awake. Dr. Rivera is awake,” she said panting. He inhaled deeply to calm himself down and walked to her room.