08/10/2025
The Nurse's Sixth Sense"
They say a nurse has five senses —
sight to read the monitor,
touch to check a pulse,
hearing to catch the faintest gasp,
smell to detect infection,
taste for caution in care...
But there is a sixth —
unseen, unfailing, unforgettable.
A sacred knowing.
A whisper in the bones.
A chill before a code is called.
The ache in the soul that says,
“Stay a little longer, she's not okay.”
Before the monitors blinked,
before alarms screamed,
she already knew —
the patient was slipping.
Not taught in textbooks,
not earned in degrees.
It’s the gift forged
in long nights and broken dawns,
in watching eyes dim and hands go cold,
in losing, loving, and showing up again.
She walks in rooms where silence screams,
and still hears the story.
She sees the swelling of hope,
and the shadow that steals it.
She holds a hand — and heaven listens.
Doctors ask, “Vitals stable?”
She answers, “Not yet. Something’s off.”
And they learn, slowly, to trust
the nurse who senses storms in clear skies.
It’s more than instinct.
It’s more than skill.
It’s soul.
It’s sacrifice.
It’s the sacred science of presence.
So next time they say,
“She’s just a nurse,”
remind them:
She carries a sixth sense —
wired by God,
refined by fire,
and felt by every life she saves.
