I spent a night this past week at the hospital with a friend who had surgery. To be honest, I wasn’t sure how attentive the night shift nurses would be, but I needn’t have bothered. Her nurse that night was Jackie. Jackie was an excellent technician. She was meticulous about infection prevention, using hand sanitizer and gloves before touching anything in the room. She was very methodical about measuring and charting everything. I had a lot of confidence in her technical abilities. That isn’t, however, what made her so wonderful. As it turned out, my friend was nauseated most of the night. I am pretty sure that this is pretty common on the Med/Surg floor, but Jackie was genuinely concerned about doing all that she could do to make my friend comfortable. If she couldn’t offer medication right away, she would say something like, “I can’t give you Phenergan until midnight, but I’ll be back right at midnight to give it to you,” and she always kept her promise. Whenever she spoke to my friend she used a soothing voice and leaned close so my friend didn’t have to speak up. She reminded me of a mother comforting her child. What a wonderful nurse! If I ever have to have surgery, I hope she’ll be my nurse too.