God said, "I need somebody willing to sit up all night with a newborn baby, the weak, the scared and the dying, and offer encouragement and presence. I need somebody who can take the temperature, monitor the blood pressure and cleanse the skin of the individual incapable of doing so for himself. Who can lay chux pads, change linens and monitor the fall risks. I need someone who can wipe the eye, hold the hand, apply the lotion, promote circulation, shave the face, trim the nose hairs, clip the toenails, draw the eyebrows, braid the hair, swab the mouth, and promote independence and strength. I need someone who will not allow another to choke, to help them eat and to be their eyes when they can't see." So God made a CNA.

"I need somebody who will race to help when someone calls out." So God made a CNA.

It had to be somebody who was dedicated and hard-working and not cut corners. It had to be somebody to monitor, assist, transfer, lift, turn, bathe, feed, run, hug, hold, love, notify, joke, ambulate, pass the trays, cry with the family and the patients, and do the one-on-one. Who would laugh and then sigh, and then reply with smiling eyes when someone says "I could not do what you do."