It was a busy morning, about 8:30, when an elderly gentleman in his 80′s arrived at the hospital to have stitches removed from his thumb. He said he was in a hurry as he had an appointment at 9:00 am. The nurse 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."
(Source: Pinterest- 'All You Need Is Love")
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Brenda, my dear friend and artist, Sue Zipkin, was doing a search for her pins on Pinterest and discovered that you used my "Moon Dancers" fabric collection to make several items for your blog back in 2010.
THANK YOU SO MUCH FROM MY HEART!!! I wish I had known when you did this so I could have featured it on my blog for Halloween.
It is very, very kind of you to purchase the fabric and to post such adorable creations!
Again, thank you and happy sewing!
Hugs, Diane Knott
I like this story. Very sweet and poignant.
My oldest daughter is a nurse who works in memory care - currently she is a charge nurse in an assisted living facility that only takes Alzheimer's clients. This gentleman could have totally been one of her clients husbands, Earl - he is there daily, makes sure all her needs are attended to and loves on her despite the fact that she forgets who he is the minute he is out of sight -- what love and devotion and a great example of *in sickness and in health*. Thank you for sharing this :)
Blessings!
Gail
That is beautiful.
So sweet. Close to home!
True Love... nothing more sweeter and pure.
Truly thank you for sharing this :')
Fait, hope and love, but greatest is love.
What a sweet story!
Brenda, this is precious. My husband and I moved my parents in with us a year ago...because my father has Alzheimers and it was getting to be too much for mom to take care of him and the house. The most precious thing he still says to me is 'Deb I remember when you were born...." and then he launches into sweet little stories. Those words are precious..I remember...I'm grateful for the days we have together. Each day is a gift.
Blessings,
Debbie
Thank you all for your heart warming comments! I appreciate you all!
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