05/04/2026
So, this week is PACKED with Celebrations, memories, fun and acknowledgement for THE BIG IMPORTANT ONES!
Because this page is run by me, Carlie, With MUCH help from my “techy” more patient- twin sister, I get to pick what we post…. And this week, I chose to NOT make the post about flowers, but the ones receiving them…. They are who matter, anyway. The flowers are just the extra…. But the reason?- it’s You. You reading this- you are or - you know or you love someone in these categories:
This week is to celebrate the people who care for us IN THE BIG PICTURE:
Nurses Week: 6th through 12th
Teacher appreciation week: May 4 - 8th
Mother’s day: every. Single. Day. BUT May 10th… specifically.
Let’s start with Nurses week-
I am positive that I would not be able to tag the amount of nurses that I love and who have impacted my life in one post, but have mentioned them several times throughout the journey and still think about them, daily. I love it when they come into the shop and I get to hug them. I love seeing the personal, familial and occupational victories on all of the socials! I ADORE every nurse I had and (except the OT guy who tried to kill my chunky ass going up an EMPIRE STATE BUILDINGS amount of stairs) and who helped NOT ONLY me but my terrified family in one of the scariest times of our lives. These nurses do the work of so many people for so many patients ALL at once and then keep coming back the next day. I have had the pleasure of making friends with so many at Harris floor 7 as well as The Center for Cancer and Blood Disorders and all the places in between.
Spoiled, is what I have been. Me and my family were spoiled with such an amazing group of nurses that we now HERO worship them ALL. Nurses quietly hold so many of us up during difficult times. At one point of our 38 day stay on floor 7 of the HEALING HOUSE there were five nurses in my room at one time, listening to music, putting a puzzle together chatting and laughing- like a regular saturday night…not one surrounded in questions, meds and needles and IV stands…they took the cloud of worry over us and turned it into a rainbow, repeatedly. They answered every question we asked (chemo brain is real) over and over again and were happy to do so. The connection we felt with these nurses during this time was healing. They took their “JOB” and made it a way of life. These beautiful souls come and care for all of us and then have to go home and live their own lives, all while carrying our weight on their shoulders. They are so. Effing. Strong.
I am fairly certain Super Heroes wear scrubs, overly expensive tennis shoes and a cute, snarky lanyard. I would put posters of them on my walls if there were such a thing!!!!!
Thank you to every single one of you. For making your lives about something bigger. Something that makes an incredible difference!
The nurses in this photo have seen me at my worst, at my medicinal loopiest, in major pain and with tears coating my cheeks. And they still chose to show up, ask me if my p**p was normal (EVERYDAY) and to care. THANK YOU is not a big enough statement for how we feel…You are the embodiment of HOPE.
Please feel free to share a story with the nurse/nurses in your life that make a difference!
