Gerda & Raelina
Gerda Gerda
Raelina Raelina
Raelina Raelina
Hey, I’ve been doodling this idea of turning a patient’s story into a living tapestry—each memory a thread that shifts when you look at it from a different angle. Do you ever think the strict routines you keep could hide a sort of hidden color, just waiting to be painted?
Gerda Gerda
I keep the charts tidy so I can find a needle in a haystack, but I do see the patterns in the data—those are the colors. The routine is my scaffold, not a cage; it lets me know where to add a splash of compassion. Sure, there’s hidden color—just don’t let it get out of line on the ward.