One of my most meaningful experiences involved caring for a relative when I was in my first year of high school. It is only when I become a nurse that I fully understood what I was task to do at a very young age. I was taught to drain a catheter in the stomach for 30 minutes and then run the bottle of fluid through the catheter again and drain it after 3 hours and do it again until her mom comes back to the hospital. Yes, it was patient’s relatives to do this even though she is in the hospital as a patient, I do not understand any concept at that time, but I do I know what to do by following all the instructions given to me. I must wear mask and wash my hands thoroughly before touching anything. I did this for months. I remember them talking to my dad if he would allow me to be tested and possibly could give up my kidney, my dad did not allow it. I wanted to if it meant I still got to play and be with her. She died at a very young age. But what remains in me is how brave and resilient she was going through her condition. This experience became more meaningful when I started nursing school and stayed with me all throughout my nursing profession.