Recently, I had a family member who was admitted to labor and delivery. My sister was 35 weeks pregnant and went for an ultrasound to find the baby no longer had a heartbeat. The physician told her to go home, pack a bag, and she would be admitted that evening. As a family, we were in shock, disbelief, and had been completely heartbroken. I met my sister and her husband on the unit where she was oriented to the room and got settled for the evening. The next morning, Morgan was working and was assigned to my sister. Our mother was out of town and we had to fly her home to be with my sister. Emotions were running on an all-time high. On top of everything else, I myself was 32 weeks pregnant. We were supposed to go through pregnancy together and have two healthy beautiful babies that would grow up close like we are.
For any nurse, these circumstances would be extremely difficult and emotionally tiresome. Morgan never seemed to falter in her care of my sister. She spoke warmly and compassionately to my sister and my family. When we had questions, she answered them. When we were concerned and wanted to speak to a physician, she called and they were in the room promptly. My sisters labor progressed quickly throughout the day and when it was time for Morgan to clock out, my sister was ready to push. Morgan stayed, comforted my family and finished her shift delivering a baby that may not be living, but was so loved by so many of her family members. After Morgan changed out her scrubs, she came back to the room to visit my family and again to make sure we were all ok. With tears in her eyes, she hugged our mother and gave her advice on how to deal with all the after effects that my sister was getting ready to face. Morgan displayed such empathy and compassion to our family that day. From one nurse to another, I cannot thank you enough for the care you gave my sister and truly commend you for your strength that you had that day.