The Extent of Love

One nurse's love for her patients goes beyond all others'

Nurse Hardaway loved her patients.

She would plump their pillows and straighten their sheets several times per shift. Each of her charges had a fresh flower in their windowsill every day and had first pick at the best meals the facility had to offer.

When they were sick, she was the first to their aid—a cool rag, soothing medicines, a friendly hand to hold. She helped them heal the best she could, and when that failed, she was still there to help, with her "special" syringe.

Because she didn't just love them; Nurse Hardaway loved her patients to death.