Saturday, November 23, 2013
Found the book fast enough, but waiting on line to check it out seemed to drag on. In front of me stood a young woman with her two sons. Assumed they were her sons, all three of them blond. The boys were aged maybe 6 and 4 years respectively, the younger one still in diapers and sucking on a pacifier.
The problem wasn't just the wait. The boys were wild, screaming, running around, tearing up the flooring and just acting awful. As if that wasn't enough, their mother did absolutely nothing, outside of the occasional "hey guys, stand by me." There was quite a bit of rumbling in line behind me, and I tried hard not to say something.
Because as I was standing there watching this spectacle, I remembered a letter to the editor I read some time back from a mother of an autistic child who asked people not to be judgmental if they saw her child acting out. Why that popped into my mind I'll never know but I heeded her plea. When the elder of the two boys asked what the printer payment box was for, I very calming, slowly and precisely explained how it worked.
The child stared at me wide-eyed. It seemed to me that no one, not even his mother, had ever explained something so clearly to him before. He actually stopped moving for a good three minutes, and then went right back to pushing buttons.
Why the mother didn't intercede and try to explain library etiquette still confuses me. This particular library is popular with children and is always crowded with them. Yet I don't recall any of these children behaving this way.
G-d put thoughts in our minds when the need arises. That's the only way I can explain remembering the letter, and the only reason I didn't take this young mother to task.
Sunday, November 3, 2013
What was even better was reaching out and meeting other clinicians (nurses, doctors, optometrists) who gave their time to make life better for complete strangers. I learned much from the patients, and even more from my fellow RDs.
Did I have a few favorite patients? Of course, Like the skinny young man who had been diagnosed as Gluten sensitive, and just wanted to talk. Or the sweet, young woman who didn't know how she was going fit in eating breakfast after taking care of her 4 year old niece, for whom she prepared breakfast. When I suggested she eat breakfast with her niece, she thought it was the best idea ever!
Nothing like having the occasional good idea.