Sunday, December 28, 2008
Thursday, December 25, 2008
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Saturday, December 20, 2008
Thursday, December 18, 2008
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
What a special day - 24 years ago today! You changed my life in many ways and all good! You were a delightful, happy child and have grown into a handsome, responsible and fun young man. You get better every year and I am so proud of you! I love you forever, Mom
Sunday, December 14, 2008
When our assistants tell new patients they will be taking a photo for our records most of them look blankly at the camera. Not Gertie. She broke into a huge smile and threw her hands into the air seemingly just to punctuate her smile.
A phone rang. Gertie pulled out her two way radio and answered. "How are you doing, sweetie?" A little chatter, then, "I love you, honey!" She told the assistant it was her husband. He was calling her from the parking lot to make sure she was all right! "You wanna talk to the nurse, honey?" After she hung up, Harold came into the office to join his wife. The doctor was with another patient so they had a chance to chat with Kristan.
Gertie was from Texas, and as a young woman came to Michigan to visit a relative. While here, she met Harold and they were smitten. Ten days later they were married! I heard Harold say, "We met at a friend's bar," and he was quick to add, "But I wasn't drunk when I asked her to marry me."
Now remember, my patient and I are in the next room hearing bits of this conversation. My patient grinned and said, "They were married ten days after they met?" I replied, "It'll never last..."
Harold and Gertie have been married 52 years, she worked as his secretary for 30 years and they raised a family. They fit this mini biography into a 5 minute time span and left several people with a smile and a warm heart.
*The names were changed to protect privacy.
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
"I know that most men, including those at ease with problems of the greatest complexity, can seldom accept even the simplest and most obvious truth if it be such as would oblige them to admit the falsity of conclusions which they have delighted in explaining to colleagues, which they have proudly taught to others, and which they have woven, thread by thread, into the fabric of their lives." -Leo Tolstoy