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>True Love is...
>
> It was a busy morning, approximately 8:30 am, when an elderly
gentleman, in his 80's, arrived to have stitches removed from his thumb.
He stated that 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
>
> While taking care of his wound, we began to engage in
conversation. I asked him if he had a 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 then inquired
as to her health. He told me that she had been there for a while and
that she was a victim of Alzheimer Disease.
>
> As we talked, and I finished dressing his wound, I asked if
> she
would be worried 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. "And you still go every morning, even
though she
>doesn't know who you are?" He smiled as he patted my hand and said.
>"She
doesn't know me, but I still know who she is."
>
> I had to hold back tears as he left, I had goose bumps on my
arm, and thought, "That is the kind of love I want in my life."
>
>True love is neither physical, nor romantic. True love is an acceptance
>of
all that is, has been, will be, and will not be.
>
> It was a busy morning, approximately 8:30 am, when an elderly
gentleman, in his 80's, arrived to have stitches removed from his thumb.
He stated that 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
>
> While taking care of his wound, we began to engage in
conversation. I asked him if he had a 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 then inquired
as to her health. He told me that she had been there for a while and
that she was a victim of Alzheimer Disease.
>
> As we talked, and I finished dressing his wound, I asked if
> she
would be worried 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. "And you still go every morning, even
though she
>doesn't know who you are?" He smiled as he patted my hand and said.
>"She
doesn't know me, but I still know who she is."
>
> I had to hold back tears as he left, I had goose bumps on my
arm, and thought, "That is the kind of love I want in my life."
>
>True love is neither physical, nor romantic. True love is an acceptance
>of
all that is, has been, will be, and will not be.
