i was in the ICU today. my nurse’s patient that i was overseeing as well had metastatic lung cancer. she had gone through chemotherapy and had lost all her hair. she was crying and saying that she didn’t feel beautiful anymore. when her husband showed up, the first thing he did was kiss her and say “hello, gorgeous.”
and he kept telling her she was beautiful, that she was even getting more beautiful everyday. and she was. her strength through something like this GMH. and his unconditional love GMH.
they plan on buying an RV and traveling all the way to alaska and back next spring. i really wish them the best and hope she is strong enough to make it through the trip.
i’m not always the type of person to show my emotions clearly on the outside. but, fuck, this really touched me.
and it gave me a different perspective. it told me that we just need to take advantage of life now, before it’s too late.
so, i need to take chances. and i need to not be afraid. and i need to learn how to get past the little things (like a bad quiz grade) because they don’t count. life and, ultimately, love is what counts.