Lindsay Bowlin has the compassion and caring that every nurse should have. She goes above and beyond what is expected of her on a regular basis. I would like to tell you our story for example. Mom brought Dad to the ER at St. Vincent Randolph during the day. Lindsay was one of the nurses on duty that day. Things went bad fast and Lindsay did everything she could to make sure my dad was being taken care of. She even stayed overtime a couple of hours past her scheduled shift. My dad would end up still being there several hours after she went home before he was transferred to the ICU at St. Vincent Indianapolis.

Fast forward four days…
The ambulance crew told Mom to come with them for the transfer ride to Indianapolis due to the critical nature but that left her with no way to get back home and none of her daily medicines, food, clothes, etc. As I was trying to help Mom get home, I had run out of ideas. None of my family have driven in Indianapolis before and it scared us to think of making the trip so it was making it hard to figure out what to do. I sent Lindsay a message hoping that she would have some ideas that I hadn't thought of. She immediately went to work advocating for us with the social workers in Indianapolis by trying to set up a ride as well as looking at options for the St. Vincent House. Eventually, Mom was able to come home and gather up some supplies while we tried to figure out how she was going to get back to Indianapolis. Lindsay agreed to take her back to Indianapolis so that Mom could be with Dad but this time a little more prepared to stay. Lindsay loaded up her two kids (both under the age of 3 I believe) and said she would make a day of it with the kids. She didn't just drop Mom off at the door of the hospital though. She unloaded the kids and walked up to the room with my mom to make sure she got there OK and that things were going well. Even after that, she kept working with social workers and the St. Vincent House to try to help Mom with her stay with my dad. She learned one day that the cafeteria would be closed that day and even sent mom pizza, bread sticks, and a drink from a local pizzeria via Door Dash. Mom had been there another 3 to 4 days when Lindsay offered to bring her home, even after working her twelve-hour shift at St. Vincent Randolph. She refused to accept gas money or repayment for the food.

A couple of days later, my dad would be released for therapy in town. All throughout Lindsay continued to check on my family. She ended up being the nurse on duty several more times after with visits relating to Dad’s initial visit such as dehydration, needing antibiotics, as well as in surgery when he had his port put in. Each time Lindsay made him and Mom feel as if they were her most important patient. Sadly six weeks after that initial ER visit my dad succumbed to his illness. Lindsay has continued to check in on me and my family. As a St. Vincent Randolph associate myself, I am proud to call Lindsay part of my work family.