Folly and Wisdom

Folly and Wisdom

They say youth is wasted on the young. Once you get a few years under your belt, you realize the wisdom of that statement. I keep thinking if I had the energy of the young patient I had today, then I'd...

be screaming my guts out. Oy!

In a previous post I mentioned I'm not a pediatric nurse. There's good reason why not. I have no tolerance, not much patience, and kids just don't get my twisted since of humor! I wonder why...

I had the great pleasure of re-admitting a patient we'd had on service a year ago, and he's back. I'm not happy that he's ill, but it was wonderful to see him again.

He's a wonderful gentleman with a wry sense of humor, and he even appreciates mine. It was a thoroughly enjoyable two hours. Fortunate for me, he remembered all too well the dreaded "privacy act" so I didn't have to repeat it for him. He remembered all the paperwork, so I didn't need to repeat that either.
If only...

If only every patient came built in and hard wired for all the questions we have to ask. If only all my patients were as sweet as this gentleman was (most are some are a tad cranky.) If only all of these patients didn't have pain...

If only people would stay healthy until they depart this world. Now that would almost be paradise.

Long ago when I first started Home Health nursing, I drove into the far boonies of the desert to see a young lady. She was 16; she wouldn't survive without a miracle. To my knowledge she didn't get that miracle, but I prefer to believe she did.

I was angry with God when I left her house, because it wasn't just the 16 year old that had this horrid disease, her 7 year old sister was showing the first signs of it too. Two beautiful girls. I cried out and asked why He couldn't pick on someone else...

and I heard that still, small voice...

"My ways are not your ways."



...those words still ring in my ears.