All good things….
At the end of January I fell and broke my ankle. It was pretty serious, had to have two pins and a screw put in and I spent a month in a rehab facility recovering and re-learning how to walk.
I have never felt so helpless in my entire existence!
However, the nurses and doctors were so kind, they were so understanding, not one of them said a harsh word to me.
All of these people deserve a reward for everything they have to put up with on a daily basis. Dementia patients, cranky elderly by in general, cleaning up messes that would make you gag!
Im telling all of this to say that maybe
my broken ankle wasn’t such a terrible thing after all.
Here’s why, it got me out of my little bubble and out into part of the world ordinary people don’t see most of the time. I was able to meet some of the most amazing, caring people when I had lost my faith in humanity.
It takes a special kind of person to be in the medical profession.
To you out there I say a most humble
THANK YOU!