I am writing to celebrate one of your RNs, Lisa Johnson. To say that she is an amazing, kind, wonderful, caring human being would be an understatement. I will try to make this letter brief but I would like to give you some insight on what took place and why I truly feel blessed my family met this woman. My son came to Providence ER with what he thought was the flu. When we got there his heart was beating at 198. Several tests were done and we were told by his doctor he did not know what was causing his heart to go so fast. His blood pressure kept dropping when he was in step down. The nurses seemed confused and did not know what to do. No one called a code blue until he had fault lines. My son was then taken to ICU where we were told he would not make it through the night. My family refused to give up and we prayed all night until we were told he was stable. He was in awful shape, tubes everywhere, not breathing on his own, in a coma from what my understanding was. We stayed visual over him day and night.
The next morning we were greeted by his nurse, Lisa. She was so kind to us, so understanding. She did not talk at us, she spoke to us. Each thing she would do, from his medication to washing his face, she explained. She always answered each and every question with a smile. Always positive even though things seemed grim. Lisa always gave us a smile, always asked how WE were doing as well. We felt welcomed by Providence and all the nurses and doctors but Lisa gave us so much to hope for. We would watch her as she cared for him and she did it with grace. Always professional, she gave me a sense of relief.
He was transferred out of IC and to step down. However, he had to be transferred back to CCU. We were told again he would not make it. However, by the grace of God and the determination of the doctors, my son came through it. While he went through this, Lisa always cared, always gave our family hope that it would be okay. My son was well enough to go back to step down. Lisa came to visit him. She did not have to do that. She did it because she cared enough about him and us to let us know even though he was no longer under her care she still cared about him.
I can go on and on about her, about how much she made a difference in our lives. My son doesn't really remember what happened, which I guess is a good thing for him. But we remember, and I remember the nurse who truly went beyond the call of duty.