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 vitalsigns 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 examining, 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.
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.H
e 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.
'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.'
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