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I knew I would not be coming back

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I knew I would not be coming back

My PSW beginning I worked with a lady in private home care. She is the reason why I became a nurse. I cared for her for three years a became a part of the family. I worked with her everyday. She was non-verbal but I was able to know when she was upset, happy etc. Long story short. One night as I was getting her in bed I knew something was wrong, her breathing was laboured and she seemed to be in a lot of pain. I called her sister to come at once and get her visiting doctor to come. I knew I would not be coming back to see her alive. The next morning I received a call from her sister she had passed away that morning. I went to see her that morning to say goodbye. Held her cold hand one last time and kissed her forehead.