For two days of every month, I go to the Faulkner Hospital for day-long infusions. The days can be long and stressful, and Sibby makes every effort to ensure my comfort. In addition to competently handling the medication and placement of the intravenous line—challenging because of my advanced age and blood thinning medication—Sibby helps me to order meals, gets me warm blankets, and always lends a friendly ear. If I am feeling unsteady after the procedure, she accompanies me out of the hospital and sees that I am safely situated in the Ride.
In January, however, Sibby truly excelled. During the infusion, my heart rate became erratic, plummeting to dangerously low levels. While helping to keep me calm, Sibby notified not only the doctor who had ordered the infusions, but also reached out to my cardiologist. Although he was away, she made numerous phone calls to reach the covering cardiologist. She arranged to have an EKG machine brought to my bedside, and transmitted the results to the doctor. She spoke with my children, and kept them informed until they could arrive. While I have always been grateful for her kindness, her actions that day made me truly appreciate her skills as a nurse.
—Nominated by Katherine T. Mullen
In the past years, I’ve had a couple of by-pass operations on my legs, and my daughter-in-law Bee (Bernice) has been there with me through the whole process—calming my fears, easing my pain, checking my legs, and making sure I’ve eaten correctly. Her support, along with that of my surgeon at Brockton Hospital and my visiting nurse, has been amazing. Bee works in the ER at Faulkner Hospital and does an excellent job. She also attends Curry College part-time. Bee was at the hospital on the day of the Marathon bombing and I know it affected her deeply.
I call Bee my angel nurse. The rest of my family, which is rather large, always calls her for advice, and they know they can count on her. She is wonderful, caring, and very knowledgeable about her work.
—Nominated by Elizabeth Potter
I know every mother loves her daughter, but I can’t help but feel especially proud of my daughter Lisa. Her naturally warm, gentle, and caring nature made her want to be a nurse since childhood, but other priorities—marriage, making a living, and raising a family— forced Lisa to put off her ambitions until after her 38th birthday. Then, she went back to school at Brockton Hospital and studied nights and weekends to realize her dream. It was brutally hard work, but she never complained and she never gave up. While working every day as a school bus driver and tending to the needs of her five growing children, Lisa managed to maintain an excellent scholastic record and graduated at the head of her class in 2003.
Now working as a fully qualified ICU nurse at both Good Samaritan Hospital in Brockton and Faulkner Hospital in Boston, Lisa continues to learn and grow in her profession. I know from her patients’ gratitude that Lisa’s thoughtful care makes a big difference in their recovery, and I can tell from the respect given Lisa by her co-workers that she has acquired first-rate skills and knowledge. She is the center of a loving circle of family and friends. As her mother, now approaching her 72nd birthday, I personally appreciate her sympathy, patience, and never-ending good advice. Yes, I love my daughter, and I know many others who love her as well. Lisa is an outstanding nurse who richly deserves recognition.
—Nominated by Bette Watkins