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My father’s life revolved around his nurses. When he felt his nurse was attentive, he had a good day. When I came to visit him, he would sometimes say to me, “I had such a great nurse whom I wish you could meet!” He told me most mornings were quite difficult because he had a nurse who was all business. He described himself as a “sack of potatoes.” Omar was a special nurse and my father adored him. He was very caring and kind to my father. For the past few weeks, Omar often got my father ready before I came to take my father to my home for dinner. There was so much humanity for me, meeting this kind man who would change my father’s soiled diaper so he would have that “over with” before coming to my home. He allowed my father so much dignity under such difficult circumstances! Continue reading →