Gratitude for Doctors and Nurses

Each day as I do these gratitude posts, they are triggered by something that is happening--the other day I went to the doctor for a physical, and that was a reminder how grateful I am for doctors. I appreciate the time and effort they put in to earning their degrees. I have been fortunate to have had some great doctors in my life. I do not remember when I was born, but I'm pretty sure a doctor was involved ; ) But when I was a little girl, I fell down the stairs going to our garage with a jug of kool aid (probably was being chased by one of my MEAN sisters ; ) When I fell the glass went deep into my wrist. After all these years I can still feel my mom squeezing the dishtowel around my wrist trying to keep it from bleeding. I have a massive scar on my left wrist, but I will forever be grateful to those doctors. I just remember being told that I almost lost my arm.

I have not had any other major health issues, but a few babies and I'm so grateful for those doctors who were there to deliver my babies, especially Richard who delivered Brent. That was definitely a spiritual experience.

When I was in the hospital for two months with dehydration when I was pregnant with Kyle, I was so grateful for caring nurses. I can only imagine what it would be like to be a nurse.

I do have to laugh about my appointment last week. When I was getting my EKG, the young lady who was doing it (and I don't know if she was a nurse or an EKG tech) put the leads on and told me to close my eyes and lie still. After a minute or so, she said, "Okay, I'm going to do that again. Now, I want you to just relax." I thought, I am relaxed??? When it was done she said, I'm going to go get the doctor, I'll be right back. Now I'm thinking, WHAT'S WRONG????? I FEEL FINE. Apparently she just didn't have the leads in the right places.