Wednesday, November 30, 2005

Hospital Window



Hospital Window

A great note for all to read it will take just 37 seconds to read this and change your thinking

Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs. His bed was next to the room's only window. The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back. The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation.

Every afternoon when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.

The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.

The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.

As the man by the window described all this in exquisite detail, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the picturesque scene.

One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by.

Although the other man couldn't hear the band - he could see it. In his mind's eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.

Days and weeks passed.

One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep. She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away.

As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.

Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside.

He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed.

It faced a blank wall. The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window

The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall.

She said, "Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you."

Epilogue:

There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations.

Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled.

If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have that money can't buy.

"Today is a gift, that's why it is called the present."

The origin of this letter is unknown, but it brings good luck to everyone who passes it on.

Do not keep this letter.

Just forward it to your friends to whom you wish blessings.

Wednesday, November 2, 2005

Update on me... whatever...

Nothing new is happening to my life right now. I'm just playing Final Fantasy VIII to keep me busy and I love it! I'm already on the last CD and I'm about to finish it! It's a very good game. On my phone I installed Lufia the Legend Returns (Gameboy Advance) to keep me entertained while on the road or something. Why am I keeping myself so entertained? Because I'm bored! I have nothing better to do and I can't even explain why I'm already so excited to go to school! Well I have to admit that I love school, it's the only thing I'm good at so why blunder or fail right? I'm really determined to finish nursing but I don't want to end there. I really want to become a doctor. I wanted to become a nurse but the reason of most nurses sicken me. Yes, we do need money to survive but they give nurses the image of prostitutes doing everything for money. Money money money! I hate it! But aside from that, there are also nurses who chose nursing as their career because they simply wanted to help and that it's their calling. These are the kind of nurses I look up to and want to be someday, before I becoem a doctor that is.



Now, you might think I'm a heartless self-centered person for saying those things. But your wrong... sometimes I jsut want that to be true so rthat I wont feel the pain of being hurt by people all the time. That's why i play RPGs. Yes, it might be because I prefer to be in a different world where I have the power so that no one can hurt me any longer.



But that's life... isn't it... it's unfair.
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