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CommentsHello: I have always been taught, by Rick & Sharron and others, that the only way to pay back all of the kindnesses given to me by others, is to do kind things for someone else in need. Well, with Rick and Sharon hurting the way they are and their family being troubled, I have been trying to help any way I can. The trouble is, I am not in a position to make a trip out to Tacoma today. Well, yesterday, as I was leaving the hospital, I ran into the manager of the Oncology floor. She had been gone for the last week and wasn't aware that I had been offered another position while she was on funeral leave. All this time I just assumed she had chosen someone else. So, right then and there, she offered me a full-time position on the Oncology Unit. I was so excited and, of course accepted. It has always been my first choice. Now, I will be able to help and love every "Rick & Sharron" who come onto the Cancer Unit. God is amazing, isn't he??? Tue Apr 25, 2006 6:48 am MST by Carol A. Anderson
Hello to Rick and all: I have to add a memory for Rick. This is an important part of my story because Rick was the first person who was able to illustrate to me that I had to take part in my recovery or it would never work. We were having one of those big gatherings at the Warehouse, my huge unbelieveably disorganized home, in Haschbach on a vacation day. People were all over the house visiting and Rick and I were sitting on the little balcony outside of Brian's room. He was sort of lounging back in his chair as he does when full and happy, and he turned to me and said: You know, Victoria, If I were in private practice, you'd be my bread and butter. I looked at him and lunged for the hook. What do you mean, Rick? He responded, Well, you'd come to my office week after week and you'd talk about your life and you'd pay me my money and you'd NEVER change. And when Rick said that I was struck with what we call 'a blinding flash of the obvious' and I knew that he was right. I was stuck in perpetual pain because I refused to change my thoughts, actions, or behavior. From that moment on, I was willing to change myself. Not eager, mind you, but willing. I'll never stop being grateful to Rick for caring enough about me to tell me to my face what everyone already knew, except me. Love and prayers to Rick, Sharon and family. Victoria Tue Apr 25, 2006 1:31 am MST by Victoria Guenther
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