The girl’s father, doing all he can to physically hold up his wife as they watch the fire fighters pull apart the car their only daughter crumpled around the tree.
The tears of a worried mother who can do nothing for her lifeless baby except let the nurse and doctor work.
The shaking hand of an elderly man trying to be calm in the hurricane which hit an hour before when his wife’s stroke manifested.
The disbelief on the face of a young wife, holding an infant as the physician explains why her young, sick husband needs a breathing tube.
The fear overtaking a son as he stares at his father from the doorway of the trauma bay, trying not to breathe the unforgettable smell of burned skin.
The anxiety of the flight nurse, hidden beneath her deliberate movements, direct questions, and professional confidence as she tries to give realistic hope to the family and lifesaving care to her patient.
I am grateful for every moment I am given with those I love.
“Please, do everything you can. She is all I have. Treat her like she was your own family.”
. . . be certain that I always do.
Thank you. Have a great Thanksgiving.
Thuha
That puts things in perspective. Sometimes I forget that the people we treat are just that… people.
Every minute is a gift.
Every sunset, a piece of paradise.
Every smile, a ray of sunshine on my heart.
I’m thankful for posts like these.
Thank you for sharing it.
I’m sure you do. And for all of those who have been unable or to preoccupied to do so, let me say thank you for what you do. The rest of us are blessed having you in the world.
That was wonderfully written.
Thank you.