I did this earlier but the posting went into the great beyond. Maybe it was not earth shattering anyway. Regardless, here we go again. Anyway, this is a good re-enforcement. I was in the Infusion Center this week to visit my friend and her husband who were receiving treatment. All of a sudden, several came in and it was like, "old home week." So good to see them. My admiration for those who work in the infusion Center really knows no real bounds. They are all great.
I've had enough experiences to know that for most of us, life is not everyday at the beach. There are kids that grow up too fast, husbands/wives/partners who don't get the concept of "division of labor;" there's never enough money, and always the obvious of the traumas of a job where it is constant life and death. But, these valiant servants somehow manage to park the everyday troubles outside the doors and when they are in the hallow enclave where patients are taking treatment, nothing seems to exist but teh patients. These focks are remarkable. God bless them.
Comments