If not for your sacrifice, love and care for the patients, then I would never have the guts to look into the eyes of my loved ones when in pain. If not for you all I would have lost my loved ones before time. You, my dear nurses, with just a soft magic touch; you gave them hope to fight on, spirit to believe in oneself that disease is not as danger or worst as losing ones spirit to fight on, as bad as losing faith in ones love to live.
You all give me hope to believe in patient, despite the wrathful clutch of ruthless disease. You all gave me the spirit that sickness is not that kills nor the medicines that cures the patient, but ones believe and hope makes a difference of sky and earth. You all give me eyes to make the patient see one should have faith in oneself.
All you astonishing nurses, if my ailing father is still breathing though the disease is eating him away every second, or if he is still smiling through the pain as though he is at ease and in bliss in your hands, then its because of the love all you wonderful nurses and brothers in the hospital have shown to him and to all the patients. You all are the epitome of hope, spirit and above the light of LIFE.