Guest guest Posted September 1, 2010 Report Share Posted September 1, 2010 How to Dance in the Rain It was a busy morning, about 8:30, when an elderly gentleman in his80's, arrived 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 beover an hour before someone would be able to see him. I saw him looking at his watch, and decided, since I was not busywith another patient, I would evaluate his wound. On exam, it was well healed, so I talked to one of the doctors, gotthe needed supplies to remove his sutures and redress his wound. While taking care of his wound, I asked him if he had anotherdoctor's appointment this morning, as he was in such a hurry. The gentleman told me no, that he needed to go to the nursing hometo eat breakfast with his wife. I inquired as to her health; he told me that she had been there fora 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. He replied that she no longer knew who he was, that she had notrecognized 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, butI 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 anacceptance of all that is, has been, will be, and will not be. With all the jokes and fun that are in e-mails, sometimes there isone that comes along that has an important message. This one I thought I could share with you. The happiest people don't necessarily have the best of everything;they just make the best of everything they have. I hope you share this with someone you care about. I just did. 'Life isn't about how to survive the storm,But how to dance in the rain. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted September 1, 2010 Report Share Posted September 1, 2010 How touching, Anne.As someone with a dad thathasAlzheimers, I found this especially moving.love to you,Kate How To dance In The RainTo: MSers Life egroup > > > How to Dance in the Rain > > > It was a busy morning, about 8:30, when an elderly gentleman in his> 80's, arrived 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 be 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, 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.> > 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.> > With all the jokes and fun that are in e-mails, sometimes there is> one that comes along that has an important message.> > This one I thought I could share with you.> > The happiest people don't necessarily have the best of everything;> they just make the best of everything they have.> > I hope you share this with someone you care about. I just did.> > 'Life isn't about how to survive the storm,> But how to dance in the rain.> > love and blessings,Kate Attachment: vcard [not shown] Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted September 1, 2010 Report Share Posted September 1, 2010 I worked as a social service director for 2 1/2 years - Grace has had it for 13 years - I know the down side of it To: MSersLife Sent: Wed, September 1, 2010 9:18:16 AMSubject: Re: How To dance In The Rain How touching, Anne.As someone with a dad thathasAlzheimers, I found this especially moving.love to you,Kate How To dance In The RainTo: MSers Life egroup > > > How to Dance in the Rain > > > It was a busy morning, about 8:30, when an elderly gentleman in his> 80's, arrived 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 be 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, 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.> > 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.> > With all the jokes and fun that are in e-mails, sometimes there is> one that comes along that has an important message.> > This one I thought I could share with you.> > The happiest people don't necessarily have the best of everything;> they just make the best of everything they have.> > I hope you share this with someone you care about. I just did.> > 'Life isn't about how to survive the storm,> But how to dance in the rain.> > love and blessings,Kate Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted September 1, 2010 Report Share Posted September 1, 2010 Ooooo, I really liked this Anne. How wonderful he didn't give up on her. My step-mom has Alzheimers now, and its so sad. She recognizes her son, but not my dad [who passed away many years ago], who she has a picture of him on the wall of her room. She keeps asking who that man is. She seems happy, and likes to help around the nursing home, but asks when she will be able to go back home. She lived with my step-brother, but it got to be too much for him as he had to work, and couldn't leave her alone. They live in OK, so I probably won't be able to see her again before she passes on, but she wouldn't recognize me anyhow. Its truly sad, but I'm glad her son is there for her at least. I send flowers when I can, but I don't think she knows where they came from. But, she likes them and thats what counts. :-) I'm learning to dance in the rain, even if its just in my head! Hugs and Love, Jackie May the peace of God be with you...the love of Jesus enfold you...and the Spirit of Christ fill you. Subject: How To dance In The RainTo: "MSers Life egroup" <MSersLife >Date: Wednesday, September 1, 2010, 7:07 AM How to Dance in the Rain It was a busy morning, about 8:30, when an elderly gentleman in his80's, arrived 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 beover an hour before someone would be able to see him. I saw him looking at his watch, and decided, since I was not busywith another patient, I would evaluate his wound. On exam, it was well healed, so I talked to one of the doctors, gotthe needed supplies to remove his sutures and redress his wound. While taking care of his wound, I asked him if he had anotherdoctor's appointment this morning, as he was in such a hurry. The gentleman told me no, that he needed to go to the nursing hometo eat breakfast with his wife. I inquired as to her health; he told me that she had been there fora 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. He replied that she no longer knew who he was, that she had notrecognized 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, butI 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 anacceptance of all that is, has been, will be, and will not be. With all the jokes and fun that are in e-mails, sometimes there isone that comes along that has an important message. This one I thought I could share with you. The happiest people don't necessarily have the best of everything;they just make the best of everything they have. I hope you share this with someone you care about. I just did. 'Life isn't about how to survive the storm,But how to dance in the rain. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted September 1, 2010 Report Share Posted September 1, 2010 when I worked at the nursing home - the aides would have problems with some of the residents - when I walked into the room they changed their attitude real quick - on talking to the aides I found out many thought I was one of their kids they hadn't seen in years one day I was bending over an adult walker talking to one of the residents I turned around and her daughter who was a teacher had a funny look on her face - she asked how I could do it I thought a moment and realized what she was saying - I looked at her and said I don't have a history with your mom - so I can - but I can't do it at home because there is history there ----- Forwarded Message ----To: MSersLife Sent: Wed, September 1, 2010 2:01:41 PMSubject: Re: How To dance In The Rain Ooooo, I really liked this Anne. How wonderful he didn't give up on her. My step-mom has Alzheimers now, and its so sad. She recognizes her son, but not my dad [who passed away many years ago], who she has a picture of him on the wall of her room. She keeps asking who that man is. She seems happy, and likes to help around the nursing home, but asks when she will be able to go back home. She lived with my step-brother, but it got to be too much for him as he had to work, and couldn't leave her alone. They live in OK, so I probably won't be able to see her again before she passes on, but she wouldn't recognize me anyhow. Its truly sad, but I'm glad her son is there for her at least. I send flowers when I can, but I don't think she knows where they came from. But, she likes them and thats what counts. :-) I'm learning to dance in the rain, even if its just in my head! Hugs and Love, Jackie May the peace of God be with you...the love of Jesus enfold you...and the Spirit of Christ fill you. Subject: How To dance In The RainTo: "MSers Life egroup" <MSersLife >Date: Wednesday, September 1, 2010, 7:07 AM How to Dance in the Rain It was a busy morning, about 8:30, when an elderly gentleman in his80's, arrived 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 beover an hour before someone would be able to see him. I saw him looking at his watch, and decided, since I was not busywith another patient, I would evaluate his wound. On exam, it was well healed, so I talked to one of the doctors, gotthe needed supplies to remove his sutures and redress his wound. While taking care of his wound, I asked him if he had anotherdoctor's appointment this morning, as he was in such a hurry. The gentleman told me no, that he needed to go to the nursing hometo eat breakfast with his wife. I inquired as to her health; he told me that she had been there fora 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. He replied that she no longer knew who he was, that she had notrecognized 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, butI 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 anacceptance of all that is, has been, will be, and will not be. With all the jokes and fun that are in e-mails, sometimes there isone that comes along that has an important message. This one I thought I could share with you. The happiest people don't necessarily have the best of everything;they just make the best of everything they have. I hope you share this with someone you care about. I just did. 'Life isn't about how to survive the storm,But how to dance in the rain. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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