i carry your heart with me (i carry it in
my heart) i am never without it (anywhere
i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing, my darling)
-e.e. cummings
The following story was written by Fang Chen RN.
When my father was diagnosed with lung cancer,
his doctor talked to my brother to ask permission to speak with my
father. We had a family meeting that day, except for my father and
mother, to discuss whether or not to let them know. The final decision
was made, which was not to tell them the truth. Keep the secret and let
my father get the best treatment.
At the end of my father's life, I spent all
my time with him during his final days. I felt he had known his diagnosis
but no one told him directly.
He told me many stories I never heard
before. He recalled his whole life and finally he told me he was ready to
go. But at that time I was too tearful to ask him if there was anything
he would like me to do for him. He smiled at me and seemed to know what
our family (my brother and sister etc.) did for him. He said that he was
very proud of me for being a nurse. He said that he "felt very
comfortable and he was receiving very good care at the end of life" and
"your patients will feel the same way." "You are a very
good nurse to take care of your father and your patients."
Those were the last words I heard from my
father. But not just those words on that day, for I'm keeping them close
everyday as I care for patients and work in my nursing career.
~Fang Chen RN
Thank you Fong for
sharing your story…
here
is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i
carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)
-e.e. cummings
Mandala
by ~liz


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