Angels in white Speech on Nurses' Day 1
Selflessness, regardless of your dedication, because your name is angels in white. "
In this season of singing hymns of angels, I ushered in my first song "5. 12"? International Nurses' Day. From the first day I entered the health school, this special term was integrated into my life dictionary. At that time, the Nurse's Day was like looking at flowers in the fog, mysterious and yearning for me as a prospective nurse. I have imagined more than once that the nurses' day belonging to me must be sacred and romantic. More is the yearning and expectation for the nurses' day.
Today, this special day comes as scheduled, with less excitement, more romance and more real experience. Actually, it's nothing. This is the life of a nurse. They are real and there is no room for romance. They are not surrounded by aura, but by patients who are suffering from illness and groaning in pain. For them, nurses often sacrifice their rare rest days and are duty-bound to work. Nurses, a special profession, often have frequent shifts, especially the long night shift, which makes people physically and mentally exhausted. And on duty on holidays. For their own choice, they have to sacrifice their reunion with their families; I want to abandon my lover; I have to lock my young children at home alone or send them to my elderly parents for custody. At home, they may not be good wives, wives, daughters and mothers. But in the hospital, in front of the bed, they have completed the duties and mission of nurses. When people enjoy family happiness with their families, or have fallen asleep sweetly, nurses are guarding patients day and night, saving countless dying patients, leaving behind care and care for their families. They devoted their meticulous care and selflessness to their beloved posts and patients attached to them. Whenever and wherever, when they face the eyes of patients praying for recovery, they will pay more.
There are many girls who love beauty. Like ordinary teenage girls, they also pursue fashion and like elegant long hair and crystal clear jewelry. However, in order to observe the etiquette of nurses, they had to roll up their long hair high and leave exquisite jewelry in the boudoir for appreciation. Dressed in white nurses' uniforms, such as white clouds, they tirelessly shuttle through various wards, injecting health, nurturing happiness and spreading hope; Countless patients feel their care.
Nursing work is busy, trivial and ordinary. When they selflessly dedicate their love to patients, they will also get everyone's love. The patient will give the nurse a faint smile when the puncture fails for various reasons, or when he is not well cared for. Some people don't go to work for a few days. When they return to the ward, the patients will care about greetings: "Xiao Zhao, how come I haven't seen you for a few days?" Are you okay? "When they finish an operation and are about to leave the ward, they will hear the patient's heartfelt' thank you'. Everything is moving bit by bit. Living in this kind of touch, both body and mind are happy. At this moment, I really feel that the choice is correct.
At work, it is inevitable to meet old people, unruly women and children who are not sensible. They will express their dissatisfaction with nurses intentionally or unintentionally, and even abuse, break into a furious rage and so on. As nurses, they don't feel wronged. They know that these unknowns need love to solve. At any time, they will use the sweetest smile to drive away the loneliness and cold of patients' psychology, send warm love and support a sunny day for patients. Smile and friendship are catalysts to resolve the contradiction between nurses and patients, and angels in white's smile will also be the flower season of a happy life. Here, "treating patients as relatives" will no longer be an empty talk or a cliche. Because they love patients, work and choice, they will carry forward this love and care for patients as their relatives and friends. Give them the warmest and healthiest service. Let them get the best psychological and physical comfort and care, and give them the truest love. This is angels in white's choice with no regrets.
I am proud, I am angels in white!
Angels in white Nurses' Day Speech II
Dear leaders, dear sisters:
Hello everyone!
Since nightingale's little lanterns lit up the lives of countless disabled soldiers, countless men and women were inspired by the brilliance of life, gave up their superior lives and came to those in need to shoulder the sacred mission of protecting health and life. With their hard-working hands and broad love, they have brought the truth, goodness and beauty of human beings to the extreme, just like the spring breeze blowing all over the world.
Our profession is respected, angels in white. Perhaps only our colleagues can understand the hardships and tiredness behind this angel. This job demands a lot of us. When you put on a white coat, you should throw away all your emotions and troubles. In the smell of hospital disinfectant, we have gone through a period of pure girlhood; From the bloody wound, we walked through the fiery youth; Sent away countless quiet nights in a white atmosphere; In the expectation of my lover and the complaint of my children, I dedicated myself to the injured patient. As we all know, we all work hard and have no hard holidays. There is no fixed rest time. The work is trivial and the responsibility is great. Some nurses also need to deal with leprosy patients, mental patients and infectious diseases. We have paid a lot in obscurity. However, we often encounter grievances and misunderstandings. But we have no regrets. Because we know that customers are patients who need help and sympathy, and they are fighting the disease.
The doctor's mouth, the nurse's leg, if nothing else, is that one night, the night nurses in the emergency class all walked forty or fifty miles. My leg is swollen from running. You may not believe it, but please look at the varicose veins on the calves of nurses and sisters and you will understand. A real thing happened in the emergency department: it was almost time to get off work in the afternoon, and several flutes sent a dozen trauma patients with accidents by minibus. Day shift nurses took the initiative to stay behind and carry out rescue in an orderly manner. I didn't go home until ten o'clock in the evening. When Xiao Wang was hungry and dragged his tired body, he asked, Head nurse, we were scolded for a busy meal, and the drunk almost hit you! The head nurse said generously: The young couple just got married, and the husband was too anxious, watching his beloved wife hurt so badly, plus drinking wine. Let's not argue with him. During a long holiday like May Day, when everyone is nostalgic for picturesque landscapes and deep affection, this often happens in our emergency department.
I remember one thing, which I will never forget. I was treating a tracheotomy patient. The blood from his tracheal intubation splashed my face from time to time, and the air was filled with stench and blood smell. I was really at a loss, but suddenly I saw that the patient who couldn't speak made an action, an action that I will never forget. The patient crossed his fingers, bowed and stared at me, full of silent gratitude. At that moment, I was moved by the patient and the work, and felt that this grievance was really nothing!
The so-called three-part treatment and seven-part care plays an important role in the whole medical process. There was once a patient with cerebellar atrophy. The patient used to be an English teacher, but he can't even speak three words. It is impossible for such patients to rely solely on medical means. We focused on communicating with him from psychological factors, and the patient really achieved good results. After leaving the hospital, he sent me calligraphy works to thank me. After I framed it, I took a photo and sent it back to him. Let him really feel the nurse's good wishes for his recovery. Up to now, patients have kept in touch with me and never forgot to send me a card on holidays.
Do you know that there are portraits of Queen Elizabeth II and Nightingale on the back of the pound? Burning yourself to illuminate others, Nightingale is a hero and the pride of our nurses. Every real nurse is an angel. Our occupation is an indispensable occupation in this society, but it is not a simple occupation. No one can refuse the angel in our life. From your birth to the end of your life, almost everyone's life is related to nurses. When life comes quietly to everyone,
It is the patient who fights against the disease, and the nurse who walks with life. We are ordinary women, daughters, wives and mothers in our family. We are not ordinary women, but people who walk with life all the time in this city. We are nurses, from calling a nurse to calling an aunt, and then to being a grandmother-level head nurse. We accept the name of nurse! .
Following the footsteps of spring, the 5 12 Nurses' Day is coming again.
Nurse's Day angels in white Speech 3
Some people say: "Our mind is like the sea, which can accommodate millions of sick young brothers;" The wind is like a red candle, burning primitive people and killing others; His behavior is like the east wind, which brings warmth, illness and trouble to people; Our soul is like a turbid spring, and Ming Che is hateful. Not that relatives are better than relatives. "Caring for nurses has a great career and a bright future. But Tao is not satisfied, and her necessary efforts must be silently borne.
Draft: The patient is in my heart. In the speech of "angels in white", "If I am a patient, I hope that medical staff should not only have superb medical skills to upgrade Deutsche Bank to a plus bank, but also have a high degree of civilization, warm patients with affectionate smiles, comfort patients with considerate words, and treat patients with profound medical skills and medical ethics." "If I were a patient, I should be troubled by the disease and walk into the hospital with physical and mental pain.
Because we are. Yes, we should create a green life for patients; Yes, you have to bear the responsibility of eventually igniting life and reshaping life. Of course, our affairs have never been earth-shattering, and we will not mourn for Qian Qian's absolute sacrifice, but we will mourn for this non-rotation. Because we are a light rain in spring, the field of life is hidden in the new green; We are like a red leaf floating quietly in late autumn, and our youth has melted in the smile of the recovered patients; We are wintersweet in severe winter, and nasal spray brings hope to patients.
How I hope to be expelled by those affectionate and aggressive faces and medical staff who seriously warn, patiently answer and carefully check. Can win my peace of mind and have the determination to invite the original class ","If I am a patient, I hope the hospital will be as warm as home "
Birth, old age, illness and death are a necessary process in life. When I face a patient, I always think from the perspective of others. I will look at primitive people from the perspective of subjectivity and patience. I am more skilled, more diligent and more patient when standing. I will use the learned patients I control and the hidden steps of primitive people to shape the abstraction of soap clothes. Therefore, I will be ashamed of this lofty title.
Yes, we are clean soap, watchmen of life and guardians of health. Care for patients, make them firm in their determination, eliminate their weight-loss physiological form, and often give targeted ideological guidance to their families, reduce their ideological commitment, and strive for their understanding, so that patients can be saved as soon as possible and discharged from hospital.
Therefore, we should establish excellent medical ethics, do our best, improve the quality of work, and gain social respect by concealing real steps. Every nurse who takes care of our work, with our great feelings, hard work and warm smile, conveys gratifying news to patients, cleans up their violence and regrets, and shows the beautiful abstraction of "soap clothes" with heart!
Socrates said, "Respect your hatred." At work, a morning nurse in Shougang Hospital of the University found a soap man in the ward who had put the stool on the bed and was touching it everywhere with his hands. The smell in the ward came suddenly, but she didn't care. She called warm water, scrubbed him from head to toe and helped him change into new clothes and sheets. Sweat penetrated her clothes, and the clinical patient said, "You can wait for his family to wash them." She shook her head and said with a smile, "When I did all this, I felt that that person was his relative." A week passed, and Soap Su's condition took a turn for the worse, only to find that Soap Su always stood at the window of the ward, looked at him blankly and asked him what he wanted, but he always refused to say anything. Through understanding and caring for him, he finally questioned her and told her the truth. It turns out that this is a five-guarantee soap opera with children at home. As long as the 78-year-old wife is ill, the soap opera tells her that he is in hospital this time and comes to see him, but after a week, there is still no news of her. Sok is worried about his wife at home. Will something happen? Knowing this situation
While comforting Soap Soup, he wrote down the location of his home and went straight to Soap Soup's home after work. Pushing open the door, I saw a grizzled soap man lying alone in bed. Knowing her origin, Zaosou couldn't help crying, saying that the primitive man was old, but after using it, he got sick and couldn't walk. He didn't eat tools for three days, and he was still thinking about his wife who was ill in hospital. Listening to this well-known story, looking at these tearful eyes, a tangible force moved her, and she pounced on the amount of soap. "Grandma, don't cry, don't cry! Lord, I have been your relative since yesterday. Isn't it good to ask me to take care of you? " From this day on, I will cook for my grandma every morning and take care of my grandpa in the hospital. Greetings to two soap lovers. A sincere heart and a suspense encourage a life. Under her careful care, the two soaps are getting worse every day, and grandpa can finally leave the hospital! Before she stopped, soap took her hand, and her old face was covered with tears, sobbing and saying, "Damn young lady, I will fight for you again."
I am loved by them. "The patient is in my heart" is not a promise at all, but our hatred. Let's use our hatred to warm thousands of sick and needy people in Qian Qian! Nightingale, the founder of nursing, once said: "There must be compassion and a pair of willing hands.
Nurse's Day angels in white Speech 4
Dear leaders, teachers and colleagues,
Hello everyone! I'm Zhu Yuan, an internal medicine nurse. The topic of my speech today is "Flowers in May, Sweet Love"
The wind in May, warm and soft, brought overflowing flowers; Angels in white in May has a graceful figure and light steps. There are many praises and vivid metaphors about nurses, but in my heart, there is always such a sea of flowers, as white as snow, as elegant as clouds and as fragrant as wine, right! This is the sea of pears. I don't know when, whenever my colleagues and I are busy in the ward in white, this beautiful and holy sea of flowers will always emerge in front of us.
Once upon a time, in the face of the complicated doctor-patient relationship, people misunderstood and even found fault. This flower sea was bathed in the cold wind and rain, and it was no longer charming. However, "like spring breeze, big sleep", with the comprehensive start of the excellent nursing project in our hospital, the importance of nursing work has become everyone's consensus. The staff is fully staffed, the logistics support keeps up, and the nurses' enthusiasm is improved and more enthusiastic! Bathed in trust and longing, this white and elegant sea of flowers, like a phoenix reborn from the fire, once again blooms with holy light!
Isn't it? Listen: As soon as the patient is admitted to the hospital, the nurse in charge will enthusiastically lead him into the ward and introduce the environment, the doctor in charge and himself in detail, as well as eating, fetching water and washing. In an instant, the patient's worry and strangeness disappeared; Before eating, the responsible nurse instructed the diabetic patients to pay attention to their diet; After the infusion, the nurse in charge told the patient the usage and purpose of each bottle of medicine in detail, and patiently adjusted the dripping speed of the infusion, thus eliminating the confusion in the patient's mind; Before the routine examination, the nurse put the purpose of the examination, the matters that need to be coordinated
After telling them one by one, the patient's inner fear disappeared. In the morning, the nurse gently greets before the bed; "Aunt, did you sleep well last night? Today, you look good. 1 What a touching feeling this family-like care brings to patients! You see: the nurses are in front of the hospital bed, or talking happily, or giving reasonable health guidance, or giving considerate life care? Everything is so natural, so warm, so harmonious! What a beautiful picture!
In our well-decorated ward, various warning signs and warm tips were posted to ensure safety; We bought hair dryers, shampoos, razors and other daily necessities, which made patients feel into a warm home, thus building a bridge between nurses and patients, and a vivid and touching story happened. The patient's heartfelt thank-you notes also flew like snowflakes. Faced with this situation, we are proud of it! We are proud of this!
On March 20 16, Jinge Yang, a girl of 18 years old, was admitted to our department because of 1 type diabetes complicated with multiple abscesses. Seeing the little girl's red face, eager eyes and anxious expression of her family, I felt an unshirkable sense of responsibility as a responsible nurse, and immediately cooperated with the competent doctor to devote myself to clinical treatment. I know that guiding the patient's diet is the key to the whole treatment. Diabetes-refuse to be sweet! I didn't expect that the little patient didn't listen to our opinions and suggestions at all, often ate desserts secretly, and the blood sugar level remained high, which really worried us. For this seriously infected patient, the unsatisfactory blood sugar control is undoubtedly the beginning of her failure. So I patiently explained to her the importance of reaching the standard of blood sugar, and gave her many examples of patients' rehabilitation. She nodded silently. However, this situation has appeared again. Her blood sugar index rebounded, and the abscess still smelled everywhere, wearing several layers of mouth.
Guy didn't help either. She has to treat the wound and change the dressing every day, but the abscess has not recovered satisfactorily. When I communicated with her again, she despised me with disdainful eyes and said something that has impressed me so far: "What's the big deal! Diabetes is either starvation or death. Let me die of illness rather than starve to death. Forget it, 1. My heart was stung violently! Yes, as medical staff, we have a set of scientific and reasonable methods to deal with death. But such words came from the mouth of a teenage girl, and the helplessness and despair deeply hurt me. Roses sent by friends in front of the hospital bed withered one after another. She stroked the petals with her hand and cried. It's more like a swan song. My eyes are wet. A young girl in her prime, but she was brutally hit by the disease. How I wish I could do something for her! Don't be discouraged, there must be a way! A strong sense of responsibility forced me to have a cordial conversation with my family and patients, understand her family situation and personality characteristics, and talk with her intimately about life, hobbies, flowers and plants in life, emotional rain and snow. After a few days of spiritual communication, our distance has narrowed and our relationship has become harmonious. She is also willing to cooperate with our work. I often see her exercising in the corridor, and her smile and confidence have returned to her tender little face. We worked out a diet and nursing plan for her together, and cooperated with the competent doctor to implement the treatment. After 7 days, her blood sugar finally reached the standard! During my stay in hospital, I showed her again and again, taught her to inject insulin correctly, explained the knowledge of diabetes to her, and protected herself from complications. Heart-to-heart communication has won great trust from patients. She went from confusion and despair to accepting reality, from ignorance and resistance to knowing how to control blood sugar. She vowed not to cry because of diabetes.
I was moved by her strength, and at the same time I felt a sense of accomplishment and joy that I had never felt before. It turns out that it is a wonderful thing to relieve the pain for others! Suddenly, I thought
I really feel like an angel, and I want to fly. At the same time, I was firmly bound by a sense of mission. I hope that although I am not earth-shattering, I will not live forever. I am just a drizzle, and the Yuan Ye of life will reappear new green because of me; I am just a wintersweet in the cold winter, and the fragrance will bring hope to patients.
Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in blossom. This is a beautiful scenery brought to the nursing cause by the implementation of excellent nursing project in our hospital. It is full of vitality in May, intoxicated by the season. My mood is as full of vitality, vigor and hope as spring in May! Let us, as always, continue to live a holy life and walk with life with a pear-white heart! On the occasion of 5. 12 International Nurses' Day, I wish you all a happy holiday! Pay high tribute to you!
The speech is over, thank you!
Nurse's Day angels in white Speech 5
Dear leaders, colleagues and friends,
Hello everyone!
I'm glad to meet you again. Today, the topic of my speech is "greatness comes from the ordinary, and love lies in contribution". What is the greatest thing in the world? (yes) ordinary; What is the most worthy of our praise? Love, and our love lies in the silent dedication of ordinary posts. The words "ordinary" and "contribution" remind me of Zhang Haidi, a disabled and determined young woman. Facing the cruel challenge of fate, Zhang Haidi didn't feel depressed and sink. She fought against the disease with tenacious perseverance and perseverance, withstood severe tests and was full of confidence in life. Although she didn't have a chance to enter the school, she studied hard, finished all the courses in primary and secondary schools, taught herself college English, Japanese, German and Esperanto, and studied the courses of universities and graduate students.
In order to make greater contributions to society, she taught herself more than a dozen medical monographs, consulted experienced doctors, learned acupuncture and other medical skills, and treated the masses for free 10000 person-times. This is the greatness in the ordinary, expressing the silent contribution of love!
I never thought:
If I were Zhang Haidi, I wouldn't be as healthy as ordinary people. Can I help more patients overcome their illness and send them warmth?
If I were Zhang Haidi, I wouldn't be as healthy as ordinary people. Do I have the courage to say to our patients: pain is not terrible, sunshine is always after the storm. And my own psychology knows better than anyone: I can't stand up.
If I were Zhang Haidi, and I don't have the same healthy body as ordinary people, can I still keep smiling and lead such a miserable life? The patient needs to smile. Can I turn my illness into a powerful force to influence our patients?
If I am Zhang Haidi, I don't have the same healthy body as ordinary people. What can I offer my patients? Zhang Haidi, with the belief that "to live is to be a person who is beneficial to society", followed Paul's example and bravely dedicated his light and heat to the people. With her words and deeds, she answered the questions of outlook on life and values that hundreds of millions of young people are very concerned about. As angels in white, how can we establish a correct outlook on life and values? I think Grandpa Deng Xiaoping answered us? He wrote an inscription for Zhang Haidi? Learn from Zhang Haidi and be a new capitalist with ideals, morality, culture and discipline! Today, I will share my feelings with you! I think we should learn from Zhang Haidi! Our beauty is ordinary, and our beauty lies in dedication; Our job is to make every patient
Have the warmth of going home; I dedicate every day and night, smiling and warming every corner of the ward; I want to/I want
Keep ordinary, and know how to give with love; We should pay attention to every patient around us and make them feel at home.