Sir,
I think I missed this one (The Rain) Can you pl. Resend ?
Kariappa
----- Original Message -----
From: "Dr. Y.N. Rao" <doctorynrao@yahoo.co.in>
To: <r_e_a_c_h_o_u_t@yahoogroups.com>
Cc: <doctorynrao@yahoo.co.in>
Sent: Sunday, February 26, 2012 7:30 PM
Subject: Re: {Reachout} The Rain - A Story Worth Reading
I have no words to praise!Dr. Y.N. RAO, HYDERABAD
--- On Fri, 24/2/12, Srinivasa Raghavan <srinivasa.raghavan.india@gmail.com>
wrote:
From: Srinivasa Raghavan <srinivasa.raghavan.india@gmail.com>
Subject: {Reachout} The Rain - A Story Worth Reading
To: r_e_a_c_h_o_u_t@yahoogroups.com
Date: Friday, 24 February, 2012, 5:08 PM
The Rain
It was a busy
morning, about 8:30,
when an elderly
gentleman in his 80's arrived to have
stitches removed
from his thumb.
He said he was in a hurry as he had an
appointment at 9:00
am.
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, I asked
him if he
had another doctor's appointment
this morning, as
he was in such a
hurry.
Join the
Fastest Growing Group in this category
The gentleman told
me no, that he
needed to go to
the nursing home to
eat breakfast
with his wife. I inquired as to her
health.
He told me that she had been there
for a while and that
she
was a victim of Alzheimer's Disease.
As we
talked, I asked if
she would be
upset 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 go 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.'
Join the
Fastest Growing Group in this category
True love is
neither physical,
nor romantic.
True love is an
acceptance of all
that is,
has been, will be, and will not
be.
With all the jokes
and fun that are in
e-mails,
sometimes there is one that comes
along that has an
important message..
This one I thought I could share with you.
The
happiest people
don't necessarily
have the best of everything;
they just make
the best of everything they have.
I hope you share this with someone you
care about. I just
did..
'Life isn't about
how to survive the
storm,
But how to dance
in the rain.'
We are all getting Older
Tomorrow may
be our turn.
----------------------------------------------------------
I have no words to praise!
Dr. Y.N. RAO, HYDERABAD
--- On Fri, 24/2/12, Srinivasa Raghavan
<srinivasa.raghavan.india@gmail.com> wrote:
From: Srinivasa Raghavan <srinivasa.raghavan.india@gmail.com>
Subject: {Reachout} The Rain - A Story Worth Reading
To: r_e_a_c_h_o_u_t@yahoogroups.com
Date: Friday, 24 February, 2012, 5:08 PM
The Rain
It was a busy
morning, about 8:30, when an elderly
gentleman in his 80's arrived to have
stitches removed from his thumb.
He said he was in a hurry as he had an
appointment at 9:00 am.
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, I asked him if he
had another doctor's appointment
this morning, as
he was in such a hurry.
Join the Fastest Growing Group in this category
The gentleman told me no, that he
needed to go to
the nursing home to eat breakfast
with his wife. I inquired as to her
health.
He told me that she had been there
for a while and that she
was a victim of Alzheimer's Disease.
As we
talked, I asked if she would be
upset 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 go 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.'
Join the Fastest Growing Group in this category
True love is
neither physical, nor romantic.
True love is an
acceptance of all that is,
has been, will be, and will not
be.
With all the jokes
and fun that are in e-mails,
sometimes there is one that comes
along that has an
important message..
This one I thought I could share with you.
The
happiest people don't necessarily
have the best of everything;
they just make
the best of everything they have.
I hope you share this with someone you
care about. I just did..
'Life isn't about
how to survive the storm,
But how to dance
in the rain.'
We are all getting Older
Tomorrow may be our turn.
