I had first met Kenzie on April 13th, it was my 3rd day in ICU due to being diagnosed and treated for Type 1 diabetes. My blood sugar was almost 700 and being in DKA made me so scared and awful with everything else that comes along with being diagnosed with T1D for the first time. So many emotions, and uncertainty. The evening/morning prior to shift change and having Kenzie as my nurse that morning I had the worst care and had to report how awful my care was. I was thrown in bed and yelled at by a nurse who said my care wasn’t something she needed to rush for. And another nurse said I needed to force myself to eat in order to do my insulin training in my own. I felt so upset and as I was in DKA had no appetite. Kenzie hadn’t known if anybody this, but she had noticed I seemed upset and in distress. She didn’t push or ask why but had offered her care in a manner I have never received before. She checked in on me more than other nurses. She made me feel like a human being, and didn’t come in for me to just be poked and prodded, but to see how I was doing mentally too. She gave me hugs and offered all she could to help me feel better and encouraged me to take my time and this isn’t something I needed to rush through. She made it known I’m human and it wasn’t my fault what happened to me. After 2 hours of crying and feeling I had to eat she said well let’s look at the menu and we found an alternative to something I actually really enjoyed. Just her encouragement brought back my appetite, and I ate my entire lunch that day without being forced especially since I was struggling to eat days prior. She offered to braid my hair when I was a complete mess, offered to bring me anything multiple times, got me out of my room, and definitely somehow got a smile on my face and almost never ending laughs through all the tears I cried for what my life was about to be like now. And so many other things she did in between. She held my hand through it all that day, and last but not least was the one to teach me how and where I give my insulin and reassured me to take my time and it’s okay to feel upset. I was always afraid of needles, but with her patience and confidence I gave my insulin in 3 minutes! I don’t know what more I could say about this amazing sweet girl, except that by the time her shift ended I was moved to Med Surg, which wasn’t to be expected as they thought I’d be in ICU another day. I’ll never forget her!