Today, we visited grandma in the hospital. She's been there for a few days now. It started out with a respiratory problem about two weeks ago which didn't really go away. I didn't understand what the real cause for being in the hospital was, but at least I know that her results did not show any serious infection or illness and when I was there, she could talk to me and even have a laugh.
After having been there with her, we were talking about stays in hospitals and how important visitors are. Or rather, if being in a hospital should be a reason for visiting somebody. Obviously, it's nice to have visitors, especially when you're in a place you don't know and on top of that need to share with sickly or seriously ill people. It sure is not a very health-promoting environment, so having someone there who will distract you is appreciated.
But I thought, would I appreciate seeing people I usually don't see or hear from, but who will only come in a special situation like this?
Some people say that it's important to be there when it really matters. Somehow, that doesn't convince me. I mean, how can one day really matter and the other 364 of the year are not so important?
I love many people, but the ones I love most are the ones I am in regular contact with. The ones that know that last Friday, I gave a little concert in a kindergarden. Or that I had an extraordinary run on Saturday. Or that I felt depressed on Tuesday. I don't care if you congratulate me on my birthday. With a frequent "how are you today? You want to know what happened to me yesterday?", I feel so much more part of your life and consider myself a part of yours.
After having been there with her, we were talking about stays in hospitals and how important visitors are. Or rather, if being in a hospital should be a reason for visiting somebody. Obviously, it's nice to have visitors, especially when you're in a place you don't know and on top of that need to share with sickly or seriously ill people. It sure is not a very health-promoting environment, so having someone there who will distract you is appreciated.
But I thought, would I appreciate seeing people I usually don't see or hear from, but who will only come in a special situation like this?
Some people say that it's important to be there when it really matters. Somehow, that doesn't convince me. I mean, how can one day really matter and the other 364 of the year are not so important?
I love many people, but the ones I love most are the ones I am in regular contact with. The ones that know that last Friday, I gave a little concert in a kindergarden. Or that I had an extraordinary run on Saturday. Or that I felt depressed on Tuesday. I don't care if you congratulate me on my birthday. With a frequent "how are you today? You want to know what happened to me yesterday?", I feel so much more part of your life and consider myself a part of yours.
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