This poem touches on the feelings ALL of us have had when we were alone, scared and unable to fall asleep away from home in a hospital room. The night can be SO long, SO frightening and SO depressing. Personally, I was hospitalized for OVER A WEEK when I was first diagnosed with Type 1 39 years ago at the age of 17. My next hospital experience was in 1988 when I suffered a near fatal car accident from which I was in Intensive Care for almost two weeks and in the hospital in total for over a month. Then in 2000, I was again hospitalized for over a week when I had quintuple bypass heart surgery following my heart attack. So, I've spent a lot of time in the hospital.
You nailed it right on the head when you tell in your poem how "the girl" (you) was comforted by the compassionate and caring nurse who stuck her finger and then gave her a hug. Only then could she drift off to sleep. I owe so much thanks to the amazing and wonderful nurses who took care of me during each of my hospitalizations. Doctors may have the brains... but nurses have the hearts. We should all take some time out to thank and bless the wonderful nurses of the world.
Your so right. I think the nurses have more feeling and to me they are more helpful than the doctors. Wow I've only been in the hospial once and that was it. I was only in the hospital for two days. Luckily we caught my daibetes early. I wasn't sick or anything I was just thirsty all the time. That was pretty much it. The nurse I had was so nice. I liked her alot and I liked pretty much everyone that worked there.