July 27, 2011
Dancing In The Rain
Dancing In The Rain
[What kind of person wrote this? See answer below.]
It was a busy morning, about 8:30, when an elderly gentleman in his 80's
arrived to have stitches removed from his thumb. He said he was in a hurry as he had an appointment at 9:00 AM.
I took his vital signs and had him take a seat, knowing it would be over
an hour before someone would to able to see him. I saw him looking at his watch and decided, since I was not busy with another patient, I would evaluate his wound.
On exam, it was well healed, so I talked to one of the doctors, got the
needed supplies to remove his sutures and redress his wound.
While taking care of his wound, I asked him if he had another doctor's
appointment this morning, as he was in such a hurry.
The gentleman told me no, that he needed to go to
the nursing home to eat breakfast with his wife. I inquired as to her
health.
He told me that she had been there for a while and that she was a victim
of Alzheimer's Disease.
As we talked, I asked if she would be upset if he was a bit late.
He replied that she no longer knew who he was, that she had not recognized
him in five years now.
I was surprised, and asked him, "And you still go every
morning, even though she doesn't know who you are?"
He smiled as he patted my hand and said, "She doesn't
know me, but I still know who she is."
I had to hold back tears as he left, I had goose bumps on my arm, and
thought, "That is the kind of love I want in my life."
True love is neither physical, nor romantic.
True love is an acceptance of all that is, has been, will be, and will not
be.
The happiest people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they
just make the best of everything they have.
Life isn't about how to survive the storm,
But how to dance in the rain.
Answer: [The person who wrote this is a woman practicing medicine without a license. She was arrested two days ago, after this message was sent out on the internet.]
[What kind of person wrote this? See answer below.]
It was a busy morning, about 8:30, when an elderly gentleman in his 80's
arrived to have stitches removed from his thumb. He said he was in a hurry as he had an appointment at 9:00 AM.
I took his vital signs and had him take a seat, knowing it would be over
an hour before someone would to able to see him. I saw him looking at his watch and decided, since I was not busy with another patient, I would evaluate his wound.
On exam, it was well healed, so I talked to one of the doctors, got the
needed supplies to remove his sutures and redress his wound.
While taking care of his wound, I asked him if he had another doctor's
appointment this morning, as he was in such a hurry.
The gentleman told me no, that he needed to go to
the nursing home to eat breakfast with his wife. I inquired as to her
health.
He told me that she had been there for a while and that she was a victim
of Alzheimer's Disease.
As we talked, I asked if she would be upset if he was a bit late.
He replied that she no longer knew who he was, that she had not recognized
him in five years now.
I was surprised, and asked him, "And you still go every
morning, even though she doesn't know who you are?"
He smiled as he patted my hand and said, "She doesn't
know me, but I still know who she is."
I had to hold back tears as he left, I had goose bumps on my arm, and
thought, "That is the kind of love I want in my life."
True love is neither physical, nor romantic.
True love is an acceptance of all that is, has been, will be, and will not
be.
The happiest people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they
just make the best of everything they have.
Life isn't about how to survive the storm,
But how to dance in the rain.
Answer: [The person who wrote this is a woman practicing medicine without a license. She was arrested two days ago, after this message was sent out on the internet.]
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