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On your next trip to sweet, sweet Jamaica…
the beautiful island in the sun…
with white sand beaches and breathtaking views…
you gotta top off the wonderful and unforgettable experience
with a visit to
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Patrick’s Craft Shop #15
on the Hip Strip
(Gloucester Ave in Montego Bay)…
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(between Cambio & Spice World Supermarket)
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TEL: 396 - 4098
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(Ask for PATRICK or PAM)
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Patrick’s Craft Shop #15
is only a stone’s throw from Decameron Hotel & Toby’s Inn Resort…
MONTEGO BAY
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Patrick’s Craft Shop
Shop #15
Fantasy Craft Market
(Hip Strip)
Gloucester Ave
Montego Bay
JAMAICA
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TEL: 396 - 4098
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Specialising in:-
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SOUVENIRS
(Bob Marley etc.)
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HAIR BRAIDING
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GIFTS
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HANDMADE GOODIES
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bamboo craft
wood craft
straw craft
shell craft
bead craft
fabric craft
ONYX
BLACK PEARL
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Oct 19 2010
Posted: under "LOVE is LOVELY", "Life is precious handle with PRAYER!", "When You're Down to Nothing God's UP to Something", Inspirationals.
Tags: age, aid, change, compassion, doctor, elderly, experience, eyes, feeling, God, hand, healing, heart, hospital, inspiration, kindness, language, life, listening, love, moment, nurse, patient, peace, power, prayer, rhythm, seniors, smiles, soul, touch, voice, woman, words
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The Power of Touch
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I worked as a medical/surgical nurse at a busy hospital and was
young in years and experience when this happened.
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I had a patient to care for on my night shift along with eight
others. This particular patient did not talk, move or even give
me eye response when I was speaking to her.
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She was alone; no family. She was a DNR (do not resuscitate),
no heroic measures for her, just let her be.
She was on the telemonitor, which watches what the heart is
doing, rate, rhythm, etc.
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After I did my initial assessment (like a physical exam), I
repositioned her, placed pillows at the areas known to have
skin breakdown (any bony prominence) and tried to make her
more comfortable. Then I went to speak to the nurse watching
the telemonitor for the shift so I could find out her rhythm,
etc. to put in my nurse’s notes.
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I was shocked when she pointed to the screen that displayed my
patient, “This is what a dying heart looks like.”
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I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. She didn’t look to be in
any distress when I was just with her. I asked a few questions
then quickly went back to the patient. Still no change.
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As the evening went on, I got patients admitted from the emergency
room and things got very busy. I had to make time to check on my
“special” lady.
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Every four hours I like to check vital signs if someone is in
this state. I took them again; pulse rate and blood pressure
were lower. I was standing at the bedside and could talk to the
telemonitor nurse over the intercom in the room. I asked her if
there has been any change.
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“The heart rate is 60 and dropping.” While I was checking blood
pressure and breathing rate, suddenly there were two other
nurses and several nurses aide’s in the room. Since she was DNR,
there was absolutely nothing we could do.
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The other members stood and watched as the voice over the
intercom said, “Heart rate is 50 and dropping.” Her respiratory
rate dropped from the normal 20 a minute to 15 then 10.
She was going.
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I stood there feeling completely helpless. I must do something.
The only thing to do was pray.
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“Heart rate is 40.”
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I prayed silently and looked around the room. Everyone was just
standing, watching, with their hands clasped in front of them.
She was not struggling, but lying peacefully with her hands across
her chest, rising slower and slower as her breaths decreased.
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Speaking to the intercom I said, “Her breathing is 5.”
Of course I am touching her while checking blood pressure but it
is not the same as “touching” her.
After a moment her breathing stopped completely.
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