I learned that the doctors and nurses are people and they’re here to take care of us. I was there for two months and it was never like, “here’s your meds, here’s your breakfast.” I would talk to them. And that’s what really made me feel good. I’d say, “I’m from Alert Bay, where are you from?” And then they would tell me where they’re from.
They would tell me their name, tell me about their life and their beliefs. They took care of my body, but they really cared for me.
A lot of the nurses and doctors who saw me didn’t think I was going to make it. I know they didn’t. I was really sick.
I’m back home now. I hope soon I can play soccer again with my sons and keep up with my grandson. I still have another surgery ahead of me, but it’s not as scary now.
The day that my wife came to get me, the care teams made these balloons for me out of rubber gloves. I remember walking down the hallway and turning the corner and there were like 25 nurses and doctors standing there clapping. My wife just started crying and she turns to me and says “you know, they don’t do this for every patient that leaves the hospital.”
They told me I was the last COVID patient to leave Royal Jubilee in the first wave.
As a survivor, with everything that I went through, I really believe that we should step up and help out where we can. It’s up to us. If you end up in the hospital and you need that care, think about it, what you give will definitely help you out in the long run.
— Frank, Grateful Patient, Alert Bay