Life Isn’t About How to Survive the Storm
author: USMOM+r/j/{ j*O Q.GhIt was a busy morning, about 8:30 , when an elderly gentleman in his 80s arrived at the hospital 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. H&D5Q C~rG8to
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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. 2r)^ z7a1wkv&B%o;B
He replied that she no longer knew who he was, that she had not recognized him in five years now. } \:G.O RoiK$H
I was surprised, and asked him, 'And you still go every morning, even though she doesn't know who you are?' ~ED%mG-]X
He smiled
as he patted my hand and said, +Y5D~.} bk
'She doesn't know me,
but I still know who she is.'
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I had to hold back tears as he left, I had goose bumps on my arm, and thought,
'Life isn't about how to survive the storm, but how to dance in the rain.' 最近看的文章，想和大家分享下，就想到了在这里发比较合适 很惭愧，从RSS订阅收到新帖子的标题，第一反应是被广告群发~
真正读这篇文章时，很差的E文底子让我读得很吃力，不得不借助万能的google翻译。y#B)y~ G,U*z1W,L
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读完之后，心有所感。谁能在雨中翩翩起舞，谁就拥有了真正的美丽人生。 我是一窍不通:L看不懂，也不会读！
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