explained.
“I’m sure they would. You know, I was monitoring little Olivia’s vitals all night and she seemed agitated for the last several hours?” Ivy was heading somewhere. I knew it.
“How long were you in her room?” she asked.
Violet responded, “Just a little while, maybe 30 minutes or so. Why do you ask?”
“Well because I noticed how calm her vitals were in the last thirty minutes and now I know why,” Ivy concluded.
“Violet”, Ivy put her hands softly on Violet’s face, “you have something rare, a gift that not very many people have here in this world. It comes from deep within you and it is genuine and beautiful. You have the ability to really see into the souls of those who are frightened and make all their fears go away. Olivia was very lucky to have you by her side when she passed. I am sure it gave her great comfort. In fact, her heart monitor readings are proof of that.”
Then Violet noticed something strange. It was Ivy, and she began to cry.
“Ivy? Are you ok?” Violet went to her side.
“Oh sure, I’ll be fine,” she wiped her tears embarrassed by the emotion. “You know it’s just one of the hazards of working here at the hospital,” she explained.
“I understand,” Violet said empathizing with Ivy.
“What about you honey, are you ok?” Ivy asked Violet wondering why she was not shaken by the death of little Olivia.
“Sure I am. Why wouldn’t I be?” Violet said
Suddenly Violet realized that she was human and human beings freak out when someone dies. Violet should probably act traumatized by what she just witnessed with Olivia.
“Yeah,” she said quickly, trying to make a cover for her feelings. “I am probably just in shock from the whole ordeal,” Violet said acting disoriented and slightly freaked out now.
“That’s ok honey.” Ivy put her arm around her and escorted her out of little Olivia’s room. She couldn’t help but notice Vivian seemed like she was a million miles away. She thought perhaps she was thinking about her mom and remembering watching her take her last breath a year ago in this very same room.
Then Ivy said, “Is it your Mom? Is that why you were here in this room? You don’t have to answer if you don’t feel like talking about it.”
Wow, I had no idea! I guess when you live in a small town people really do know everything about you. I couldn’t believe Nurse Ivy knew the exact day and room number where Vivian’s mom and Henry’s adoring wife had died. Actually, I could believe it from Ivy. She was an exceptional nurse and an even better person with a heart of gold. She truly was put on this earth to provide something very special to the residents here in New Castle, Wyoming. If heaven was looking for an angel…I just found her.
So Vivian’s mom died here a year ago today. That’s it! That’s the trauma trigger for my amnesia. Surely, everyone would understand that. It makes perfect sense that I would repress those memories now on the anniversary of my mother’s death. It will be no one’s fault, no one will get hurt and I can finish what I came here to do.
“I don’t know…maybe it is my mom.” Violet planted the seed with her nurse.
“Well, I’m sure you will find the answers you need when you speak with Evelyn Dawson. She’s a real sweetheart. You’re gonna love her. You hang in there honey, everything is going to be alright,” Ivy said rubbing her hands up and down on my arms trying to channel her positive thoughts and sending them my way. “You know, your mother would be very proud of you and how brave you have been coping with everything you have had to go through this past year. You are a courageous young lady Vivian Thorne, and don’t you forget it.” Ivy gave her a pat on the small of her back and said, “Now scoot you, off to bed! You need to get some rest if you want to get out of here on Friday…Doctors orders!”
“Say no more Ivy!” Violet shouted from half
“I’m sure they would. You know, I was monitoring little Olivia’s vitals all night and she seemed agitated for the last several hours?” Ivy was heading somewhere. I knew it.
“How long were you in her room?” she asked.
Violet responded, “Just a little while, maybe 30 minutes or so. Why do you ask?”
“Well because I noticed how calm her vitals were in the last thirty minutes and now I know why,” Ivy concluded.
“Violet”, Ivy put her hands softly on Violet’s face, “you have something rare, a gift that not very many people have here in this world. It comes from deep within you and it is genuine and beautiful. You have the ability to really see into the souls of those who are frightened and make all their fears go away. Olivia was very lucky to have you by her side when she passed. I am sure it gave her great comfort. In fact, her heart monitor readings are proof of that.”
Then Violet noticed something strange. It was Ivy, and she began to cry.
“Ivy? Are you ok?” Violet went to her side.
“Oh sure, I’ll be fine,” she wiped her tears embarrassed by the emotion. “You know it’s just one of the hazards of working here at the hospital,” she explained.
“I understand,” Violet said empathizing with Ivy.
“What about you honey, are you ok?” Ivy asked Violet wondering why she was not shaken by the death of little Olivia.
“Sure I am. Why wouldn’t I be?” Violet said
Suddenly Violet realized that she was human and human beings freak out when someone dies. Violet should probably act traumatized by what she just witnessed with Olivia.
“Yeah,” she said quickly, trying to make a cover for her feelings. “I am probably just in shock from the whole ordeal,” Violet said acting disoriented and slightly freaked out now.
“That’s ok honey.” Ivy put her arm around her and escorted her out of little Olivia’s room. She couldn’t help but notice Vivian seemed like she was a million miles away. She thought perhaps she was thinking about her mom and remembering watching her take her last breath a year ago in this very same room.
Then Ivy said, “Is it your Mom? Is that why you were here in this room? You don’t have to answer if you don’t feel like talking about it.”
Wow, I had no idea! I guess when you live in a small town people really do know everything about you. I couldn’t believe Nurse Ivy knew the exact day and room number where Vivian’s mom and Henry’s adoring wife had died. Actually, I could believe it from Ivy. She was an exceptional nurse and an even better person with a heart of gold. She truly was put on this earth to provide something very special to the residents here in New Castle, Wyoming. If heaven was looking for an angel…I just found her.
So Vivian’s mom died here a year ago today. That’s it! That’s the trauma trigger for my amnesia. Surely, everyone would understand that. It makes perfect sense that I would repress those memories now on the anniversary of my mother’s death. It will be no one’s fault, no one will get hurt and I can finish what I came here to do.
“I don’t know…maybe it is my mom.” Violet planted the seed with her nurse.
“Well, I’m sure you will find the answers you need when you speak with Evelyn Dawson. She’s a real sweetheart. You’re gonna love her. You hang in there honey, everything is going to be alright,” Ivy said rubbing her hands up and down on my arms trying to channel her positive thoughts and sending them my way. “You know, your mother would be very proud of you and how brave you have been coping with everything you have had to go through this past year. You are a courageous young lady Vivian Thorne, and don’t you forget it.” Ivy gave her a pat on the small of her back and said, “Now scoot you, off to bed! You need to get some rest if you want to get out of here on Friday…Doctors orders!”
“Say no more Ivy!” Violet shouted from half
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