I had a procedure to correct a congenital problem, nothing big but needed to be corrected. In the recovery room I was lying there still zombielike and this angel stood there and talked to me and patted my hand. I reached for her hand and she held my hand for the longest time telling me to wake up sweetie. Her name is Marissa, she is 28 and she is a post op nurse and she is so beautiful, her eyes and her cheeks, and her mouth that pouts a bit and neck and hair, and all the rest of her too in her nurse's scrubs. I know I am a sucker for certain types, and she is definitely one of those girls.

She held my hand as I was wheeled out of post op to recovery and she came to see me when I went to my room to overnight before I got discharged. I asked her to come see me the next day before she went on shift and she came and sat with me and checked up on me. I told her that I lived alone and I needed help and she laughed and promised to check in on me and took my number (ha, I do live alone because my roommate moved out and she had to check in on me every day).

My surgery wasn't so bad, I was up in a couple of days, and back at work in ten days and every day she called to see how I was, and she told me her schedule so we could talk when she was off, and once she found out I was in fact alone she really did get concerned. Her day off was Thursday so we met for lunch and we talked and our fingers were together and she laughed and told me I was the biggest baby she had ever had to deal with. Fortunately for me she works with elective procedures only so she does not work nights and we can see each other now and fortunately for her I work days in a boring job so I look forward to seeing her.

I am not one of those romantics that watches the Hallmark channel, and I never believed in love at first sight, until it happened to me. Lucky too, because she says I wasn't supposed to be her patient but she felt a calling to come take care of me that morning at the hospital. Her hands are so soft, and so are her cheeks. Her smile is so bright I feel I need to wear sunglasses. Her hugs are so good you don't want to let go. I know I am overreacting but I woke up to an angel and she still wants to look after me weeks after I got out of the hospital.

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