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Sorry, I’m late..I missed ”memory thuseday”. So here I am, still many memories on a wednesday.


Lately it has brought me some reflective memories, how different things can be.
I change my occupation from being a nurse for almost 20 years…back to the
Computer/IT technology world. Well, I had a brake from my nursejob for 2
years studying IT and 1 year for working as a computertech consultant. But
after that the big IT bubble explode and all jobs dissapeard…so I went back
to be a nurse. My first years I did at that big emergency hospital, worked at
the big IR, oncology etc etc, to end up for some years in what became my
speciality – stroke and heartdiseases. Did almost 10 years there..
I have so many memories, so many human fates..I feel rich from that.
I’ve seen life come and go, I’ve been holding life in my hand. Some lifes
even ended in my arms
Peoples life has been our responsibility…to make the best out of it.



So, after that I took a decision to change place..I started to work at a nursering home
For old, sick people…a place for them to find peace and joy, being taking care of around
the clock, since they were to sick to stay at “home”… To have a meaningful day and life with
The help they needed to fulfill that for the last days, weeks and years of their lifes.

It was another 7 years..and now we are talking hard work, even more hard work..lol..
Since I easy becomes a workaholic too..
It was good years, I loved my work it gave me joy and It was always a inspiration too.
But I was tired, so tired..to always work during bad circumstances that only affected the
old and sick, to always have to struggle and never have time to do those small extra things.
And to being paid less and less with more and more to do..and not for mention all those
cutting here and there..less staff, less money, less recourses to the old…in the end we had
to do everything even clean all the floors, do all the laundry, making all the food, order all
equipments, clean all rooms etc etc AND..be a nurse too because they were still old and sick
but somehow the politicians had forget about that..at this point It didn’t even felt good
to wake up and go to work anymore, I lost my so ever patience..and I felt that it only
affected my patients.. And I had to make changes…I just couldn’t do it anymore, that
within itself was a kind of sorrow and loss, because being a nurse was a part me.

So, luckily after a time I did find this job I have been at now for some time..Im so thankful
and happy for that and I have the best time ever. BUT I will never ever forget what all those
years as a nurse have give me and I will never understand how I now can be payed so much
more for pushing buttons, pulling cables, administrate stuff and say things in finnish very fast..
Then people everyday working with saving lifes and with all that responsibility…
No..I will never do that..

So this pic, is from my last nursejob, on our way to lunch me and Miss Maria 97 years.
A very chic old lady..though she cant hear a thing (almost) and having heartdiseas, stroke
and the regular senility, she could be sooo lively and pushing with a vocabolary you never
forget..


my god did I wrote all this huh???



Ok. Nurse memories No 1 of 4 – Miss Maria.