The other night was my last birth shift. It seemed like the patients wants to say goodbye to me, so they all came in my shift. We had a very long night shift. There were 2 babies born, the other one was transported to the hospital for Respiratory Distress. We also had complicated postpartum patients and we sutured 3 patients. That shift it seemed like it took forever. We got to rest hours of rest then back to work again and prepared for endorsement. I am so thankful that shifts will always end. I was able to sleep the following day.

This is a picture of my dear friend’s thumb that I sutured two years ago. She cut her thumb by opening a can. It bled a lot. They were about to go to the hospital but her mom told her that I will be the one to suture her. They went to the clinic where I worked. I was scared and worried but I just did not let it show because she was so scared and so pale. It was very hard in my part because I am not used to suture someone close to me. I sutured many times but that was the scariest. I just didn’t want to hurt my friend though I gave anesthesia. Anyways, both of us survived with that situation. We are so glad that it healed well and it did not have any scar.