06-22-2010, 04:24 PM
@ Wardah
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It was a busy morning, about 830, when an elderly gentleman in his 80âs arrived to have stitches removed from his thumb. He said he was in a hurry as he had an appointment at 900 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 doctorâs 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 Alzheimerâs 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, âAnd you still go every morning, even though she doesnât know who you are?â
He smiled as he patted my hand and said,
âShe doesnât know me, but I still know who she is.â
I had to hold back tears as he left, I had goose bumps on my arm, and thought,
âThat is the kind of love I want in my life.â
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 donât necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the best of everything they have
âLife isnât about how to survive the storm, but how to dance in the rain.
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It was a busy morning, about 830, when an elderly gentleman in his 80âs arrived to have stitches removed from his thumb. He said he was in a hurry as he had an appointment at 900 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 doctorâs 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 Alzheimerâs 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, âAnd you still go every morning, even though she doesnât know who you are?â
He smiled as he patted my hand and said,
âShe doesnât know me, but I still know who she is.â
I had to hold back tears as he left, I had goose bumps on my arm, and thought,
âThat is the kind of love I want in my life.â
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 donât necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the best of everything they have
âLife isnât about how to survive the storm, but how to dance in the rain.