Nurse Dressing Old Man’s Wound Brought To Tears After He Tells Her Why He’s In a Hurry To Meet His Wife

We live in a time when divorce rates are said to be equal if not higher than the rates of folks who stay together. It’s so easy for folks to break up in a relationship, even after they’ve been married for many years and share children together. The will to communicate, listen, and change seems less attractive, the “starting from fresh.” Marriage is a lot of hard work, and those who understand this mutual responsibility usually end up going the long haul. When two people are so connected by all of their experiences and love for each other, there isn’t anything that can really keep them apart. In this fictional story, we meet an 80-year-old man who had a bit of an accident and needed medical attention. When the nurse learns why he’s in such a hurry, she can’t help but break down in tears.

Nurse: “It was a busy morning, approximately 8:30 am, when an elderly gentleman, in his 80’s, presented to have stitches removed from his thumb. He stated that he was in a hurry as he had an appointment at 9:00 am.

I (nurse) 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 somewhere else, 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 are 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 my tears as he left, I had goose bumps on my arm, and thought, “That is the kind of love I want in my life.”

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