Patients/Patience

JMJ. The patients I take care of are the only thing linking me to nursing any more. The only thing that makes my professional career worthwhile. There was always the pay (not inconsiderable) and the hours (usually decent), and the stability (usually good.) That doesn't cut it anymore, though. The doctor reigns supreme and everything takes a back seat to him. I thank God for His blessings every day, not least of which is my job (which some Americans can't claim.) After almost 35 years the elan has gone out of it. I live for the patient with seemingly insurmountable problems who needs to know the healing touch of our Lord. Who needs to know that he or she is not alone; that there is someone much greater looking out for his welfare. That's comforting to my patient and it's comforting to me to know that I can remind him of that.

The New Kids

JMJ. Ok. We gave in. Linda and I decided after Hoshi's death that we would forego owning a ferret(s) for some long time. The next day I was on the Ferret Shelter's web-site looking at pictures of the adoptable ferrets. We adopted two, Chloe and Casper, an albino and a huge (for us) cinnamon-coloured boy fostered by a couple in a near-by town. They are dear kids and have made a successful adjustment to their new home. More importantly, they have wormed their ways into our hearts.

Pets seem to me to be God's way of saying to us, "Let's see how you do with these, the least of My creatures." I hope we've passed His test because they are really and truly blessings.