I spent six hours with my wife in a hospital emergency room Friday night.
My wife fell on our stairs and, after X-Rays and a CAT scan; they discovered that she had broken two ribs in her back. Morphine and Percocet finally relieved her pain and they sent her home at 4 am
But the experience was humbling. A big city emergency room is an amazing eye-opener. The guy in the room to our right was in critical condition with head wounds from a gunshot and the woman on our left had abdominal pains which the nurse finally figured out was caused by hunger. They gave her a sandwich and released her.
There were 40 emergency cases admitted while we were there last night and Karen said she was almost embarrassed to take up their time with broken ribs caused by her own klutziness.
The people who work in hospitals like the ones who helped us last night-the ambulance guy who lifted my wife out of bed and carried her down the steps to a stretcher-the porter who gently put her in a wheel chair and escorted us to a taxi where he warned the driver not to drive too fast over our streets' old cobblestones-the doctors who looked like they'd had less sleep the we had - they are all such special souls.
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Just saw this. MizKay is a trooper. Will call tomorrow.
ReplyDeleteYou are right -- how many unsung heroes there really are, and how many we take for granted or remain blissfully unaware of until circumstances make us see...
And the worthwhile work they do does not even have to be that dramatic, as in the warriors, firemen or EMTs of the post 9/11 world. Milton said it best, "They also serve who only stand and wait."