Stories

Recently, three patients we follow in their homes, were hospitalized.

They each lived alone, and all faced physical, mental and addiction problems. They were strongly opposed to our advice to live in supervised housing, which would have been much more appropriate.

I went with a colleague to visit two brothers we follow in their homes. They are quite young compared to our usual patients. We had agreed with to meet at one of them and go to the cemetery to visit their mother's grave. They want to go there together every January on the anniversary of her death. Once there, one after the other observed a moment’s contemplation. My colleague and I stayed aside so as not to disturb them.

Accompanying Mrs. H. towards the end of her life is much more than a simple mission. It is a complex journey, a challenge that tests the compassion and human will of our team. Mrs. H. has gone through trials that few of us can understand: a life on the street, struggles with drug abuse and daily battles with health issues.

This gentleman, living on the street, has a pretty cool connection with my dog Frida, and I can see that he even tends to wait for her. Last time, he prepared a Tupperware with croquettes just for her. To do this, he asked a friend who has a dog to give him some.

In 2023, several of our patients were incarcerated, for various reasons, and for a few weeks or months.

I chose an internship with Street Nurses to better understand the problems of homelessness, and everything related to it. I discovered political, social, financial, and structural problems. Above all, I wanted to understand the stories of homeless people - understand how they got into their condition, and at the same time decipher the system we live in.

This is a moment when my colleague and I seem to be witnessing the absence of human dignity, fear, sadness, anger. In reality that’s not so. The only thing that matters is the beauty of the moment.

It’s now almost a year and a half that I’ve been working in the housing team of Street Nurses. During this period, I’ve been able to assist many people in their personal journey, each of them with a remarkable, unique, and rich life course. Every patient I guide in their recovery process, will leave a mark on my mind, and will increase my knowledge about this world, this system and its shortcomings, about myself and my limits.

I am fortunate to have met Wonder Woman. Do you know her? She seems so strong to me; it's impossible for me to associate this small woman with any other name! How has this young lady managed to survive the hell of the streets for so many years? I don't have a clear answer to this question, but I am truly amazed by her courage and resilience in the face of such a destiny that thrust her into this life...

We are following a young person who lived for 2 years on the streets before being replaced by us into housing, after a report from a partner association.

We found a home for Mr N. a few months ago.
But even though he had visited the flat, put some money aside for the first rent and received the keys... he didn't go there.

Last week, we received a call from a citizen, Sandrine*, who was very worried about someone she had just met on her journey.

It was Mr. K., a patient we had been accompanying on the street for some time.

* Cover name