My nurse is the first person to cry with me and the first person to cheer with me.
My nurse emails or texts me after I’m done with treatment to see how I’m doing.
My nurse answers my question like it’s the first time even if I’ve asked it ten times before.
My nurse shows me how to self-administer shot medication … no matter how long it takes.
My nurse knows things about me that my family doesn’t know – and never will.
My nurse is a huge source of hope when I’m having a hard day.
My nurse goes out of her way to make sure I have what I need during treatment.
My nurse is always “on my team” and my biggest cheerleader.
I love my nurses because they are the backbone to my journey to parenthood.