Memory for Felisia’s Obituary
Felisia was one of the very first people I grew close to when I started working at the Miami VA two years ago. From the beginning, she stood out for her energy, her stamina, and her constant desire to learn, help, and take on new challenges. She was the kind of nurse who would come to me asking, “What project can I take on next?”—and she meant it every time.
One of her passions was pressure injury prevention. She created our education board with detailed case studies and evidence‑based information, and it was truly exceptional. Even during her own difficult health moments, she pushed herself to take the certification exam because she believed so deeply in advancing her knowledge for the sake of her patients.
When I delegated the Open Chest project to her, she organized every material and supply meticulously. She even purchased tackle boxes with her own money just to ensure everything was perfectly arranged. That was who she was—someone who always went above and beyond without ever being asked.
She created our “I-PASS the Baton” handoff tool and served as my co‑author on the Intra‑Aortic Balloon Pump policy, alongside Julia Directo. She helped develop order sets to guide nurses caring for balloon pump patients, always thinking about how to protect and support her colleagues. Even after she resigned, she continued reviewing the final draft because she wanted the policy to be perfect for the team and for our veterans.
I will never forget the mornings when I arrived and found her quietly bathing her patients because she didn’t want to wake them too early. I would tell her to endorse it to the morning shift, but she insisted on doing it herself—despite her own pain and fatigue. Many times, I helped her bathe her patients because I knew how much her body hurt, yet she still gave nothing less than excellence.
As a person, Felisia cared deeply for others. She made sure I ate, often inviting me to join her and Julia before she left from night shift. She brought me lunch and would text me during the day to remind me to eat, saying, “Madam, you always forget to eat—VAS gives you too much work, especially now that you handle SICU, MICU, and PCU.” Her kindness was constant, thoughtful, and sincere.
During night shifts, she ensured the unit was organized, clean, and calm. She took care of her patients and her nurses, making sure everyone ate and that every veteran received the best care possible. Felisia was the kind of nurse I would trust with my own life if I were ever a patient in the ICU.
In the final stages of her life, even as she prepared to go on leave and eventually resign—something she never truly wanted—she continued to think about the team. She finished our unit boards with all our pictures, even though she could barely reach the top of the board. She carried the balloon pump policy with her to review, wanting to leave something meaningful behind.
Felisia touched my life deeply in the short time I knew her. I am sharing with her husband the book that helped me cope with my own loss, hoping it brings him the same comfort it once brought me. Words will never be enough to express how much she meant to us.
Felisia, wherever you are now, know that you made a lasting impact. I will miss you dearly. And as I always say to my father, my grandparents, my loved ones who have gone before, you and I will see each other again, and we will celebrate together in heaven when that time comes.
This is Ma. Zolaica (Laica) Paragas, your dear, dear friend forever! I missed you so much!