This is a very awesome nurse. He helped me out on a spiritual level, and he wasn't even my nurse. I have made some terrible life choices that have led to me being where I am today, stuck in a hospital. And it sucks. What this nurse did for me goes far beyond what an ordinary nurse does. He didn't look at me as just another person in a bed with tasks to do. He spoke to my heart. He asked me about my life, my desires, my fears, and my hopes. The whole time, I kept thinking, "Doesn't he have something else to do right now?" but he stayed. Then, he began sharing what he's learned through trials in his life and the hope he has in his faith. I've never had hope; I've just been a drug addict. He asked me if I had a Bible. I said no. The next thing you know, he came back into my room with a Bible he had taken from another unit (I hope I don't get him in trouble). He gave me the bible and underlined some of the verses. The ones that meant the most were the ones about trials bringing perseverance and, eventually, hope. I all of a sudden had hope that I could have hope. While it made me cry, it was a good cry. I even called my friend to share those verses with them. Thank you for hope.