Celebrating Nursing: Proud to be a nurse just like my mum

by Dee Sissons
Director of Nursing


My mum (centre) in her nurse's uniform in the 1950s.
My mum (centre) in her nurse's uniform in the 1950s.


Today is National Nurses Day. For me it is a day of nostalgia. Nursing is in the genes, you see, and I’m proud to be a nurse – just like my mum was.

Here is the nostalgia. At the age of three I had a nurse’s play uniform complete with stethoscope and syringe. At the age of five I was an expert at bandaging my doll’s arms and legs. At the age of ten I won the bed-making competition at St. John’s Ambulance – a skill that has never left me.

Do all nurses still make their beds at home with hospital corners? I do. Do you remember where all the pillow openers had to face away from the ward entrance? If you answered yes, you are about my age. At the age of 16 I started in the NHS as a cadet, going on to nurse training at 18. My first wage was £30!

Some things have changed. Some things haven’t. I’m still very proud to be a nurse just like my mum. I’m humbled to work with the terminally ill and their families. I feel privileged to work for Marie Curie giving nurses the time to care.

If you want to know more about being a nurse, follow my Celebrating Nursing blog all this week. And to find out more about how Marie Curie Nurses help terminally ill people and their families visit mariecurie.org.uk/nurses.