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Ned Benton <[log in to unmask]>
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Echurch-USA The Electronic Church <[log in to unmask]>
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Mon, 15 Dec 2003 17:32:44 -0500
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I thought you all would like this one.

Ned
    > >
> >
> >This is the kind of love we all desire!
> >
> >It was a busy morning, approximately 8:30 am, when an elderly gentleman,
> >in his 80's, presented to have sutures (stitches) removed from his
> >thumb.
> >He stated that he was in a hurry for an appointment at 9:00am.
> >I took his vital signs and had him take a seat, knowing it would be over
> >an hour before someone would to 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, we began to engage in conversation.
> >I asked him if he had a 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 then inquired as to her health.
> >He told me that she had been there  for a while and that she was a
> >victim of Alzheimer Disease.
> >As we talked, and I finished dressing his wound, I asked if she would be
> >worried 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 going 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."
> >I had to hold back tears as he left, I had goose bumps on my arm, and
> >thought, "That is the kind of love I want in my life."
> >True love is neither physical, nor romantic. True love is an acceptance
> >of all that is, has been, will be, and will not be.
> >Good friends are like stars...You don't always see them, but you always
> >know they're there.
> >
>

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