Today, since I am not at the office handling chaos,
I am waiting with my wife for an orthopedist to see her. I decided to indulge in a trip down memory lane.
It was here, in this hospital, that we spent a good week, (or a rough one) as brand new parents. Our first born had jaundice which is somewhat common and treatable. Unfortunately, it was raining all week, so the sun would not do the work, so we had to have our child under a bili light for about a week.
I remember that we were worried sick, because this was our first experience as parents and we were also getting conflicting information regarding breast feeding vs bottle feeding. It really didn't help when that information was coming from the hospital staff.
I spent some time in this little garden area they have in the old wing. I did some tai chi forms while I was there to help keep myself from being too worried. During that time, it was very difficult for me to keep calm and not break down at the slightest moment.
We survived that and our oldest is doing fine, of course. I often used to wonder why I worried.
The next time we were here was for another change. That time, it was about 11 years after our first child was born. My mother-in law was here for cancer treatments. This time, however, she would not survive.
I spent a great deal of time coming back to this place and praying to our Lord to save her and I wondered why he did not, although, I knew in my mind that this was going to be a losing battle for her and I knew that all of us face the same thing. We all are born and we all die. Even so, it is good to talk to the Lord about things always for all of us need some hand holding from time to time and we need help to go through life's changes.
I would visit this place again a few years later when my father in law passed as well. Oddly enough, they had not moved him to the 4th floor where all of the terminal patients usually reside.
These were rough times for us, but again, I came here and I prayed and prayed for the Lord to see us through. I could tell that the end was near for him as well.
These days, my brother in law will check on us from time to time just to make sure we are okay. I spend some time with my own mother as well and my cousin who lost her mother recently too.
I suppose the lesson to learn here is to remember that we all share this same fate in some way or another and change is inevitable. It does not matter how rich you are or how powerful you are; life changes are inevitable and the best thing to do for yourself and is to help others through the changes because we all face those changes.


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