I walked almost an hour tonight, and it’s safe to say I don’t feel lively right now.
I took a shower, laid down and I’m in the middle of an old TV show.
I’m reminded of the days and nights I’ve spent in hospital beds in the middle of old TV shows.
It takes a special person to work in a hospital.
I’ve always tried to be a good patient, no matter the reason I had to stay, but those people deal with a lot.
They’ve got a lot of responsibility, but it seems like they can take care of it all on just a little sleep and with a cheerful attitude.
It seems like their attitudes are cheerful, even when mine is not.
I try to always reciprocate their cheerfulness, but sometimes I just can’t.
I won’t bore you with the details, but the last time I went into the hospital I was forbidden to eat or drink until the situation resolved itself or they resolved it.
I can handle no food for a while, but I just get plain ornery when I’m thirsty.
They handled it like champions, and the nurse who had to wake me up at 5 a.m. to draw blood apologized for the florescent lights in my eyes.
She also drew my blood on the first try, which is no small feat.
Anyway, the situation resolved itself and I was released.
I enjoyed a Route 44 Sonic drink and a Kentucky Fried Chicken box on the way home.
It was wonderful, and so were the people who took care of me.
I appreciated them then, and I still appreciate them.
There has been a lot of talk about how great people in the medical field have been in the coronavirus crisis, and it’s true, but they’ve always been great to me.
Especially when I don’t feel lively.
This post is a response to Sue’s prompt, which is “lively.”
3 thoughts on “I don’t feel lively”
Casey: So very true! I have been a patient all over creation to include Vietnam. I have without exception, been treated well. God bless our medical personnel! I pray for them daily. Good post.
You are right again, Casey. Sometimes, we have to rely on others to help us to feel lively again and thank goodness to those who take on the role so willingly. 🙂