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[转载] Life Isn’t About How to Survive the Storm

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It was a busy morning, about 8:30 , when an elderly gentleman in his 80s arrived at the hospital to have stitches removed from his thumb. He said he was in a hurry as he had an appointment at 9:00 am. # K% J# S- e7 g" I" Q
I took his vital signs and had him take a seat, knowing it would be over an hour before someone would to able to see him. I saw him looking at his watch and decided, since I was not busy with another patient, I would evaluate his wound. On exam, it was well healed, so I talked to one of the doctors, got the needed supplies to remove his sutures and redress his wound.
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3 M, ?7 e! e$ P! fWhile taking care of his wound, I asked him if he had another doctor's  appointment this morning, as he was in such a hurry.
' D9 K8 U; F3 k( \The gentleman told me no, that he needed to go to the nursing home to eat breakfast with his wife. I inquired as to her health.+ V9 O& y, [% M7 e- Q1 M3 Y6 m- U& g
He told me that she had been there for a while and that she was a victim of Alzheimer's Disease.
& H: r+ l+ K0 `3 N/ zAs we talked, I asked if she would be upset if he was a bit late. 4 R0 R* r8 I6 J
He replied that she no longer knew who he was, that she had not recognized him in five years now.
: d8 q* o) P9 X# ~% k; v9 ~I was surprised, and asked him, 'And you still go every morning, even though she doesn't know who you are?' % z+ r$ k, Y7 p/ i1 }
He smiled
6 N. d4 X$ w6 v: \" tas he patted my hand and said,
, n9 N3 o# i+ {'She doesn't know me,  
9 D( M) C$ O  p) w/ q+ B0 ~but I still know who she is.'
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: q! ^3 l/ k1 U  `1 L' }) E# wI had to hold back tears as he left, I had goose bumps on my arm, and thought," X. a' {: D/ D
'Life isn't about how to survive the storm, but how to dance in the rain.'
最近看的文章,想和大家分享下,就想到了在这里发比较合适
很惭愧,从RSS订阅收到新帖子的标题,第一反应是被广告群发~7 J) g" b6 P7 }% l
真正读这篇文章时,很差的E文底子让我读得很吃力,不得不借助万能的google翻译。
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读完之后,心有所感。谁能在雨中翩翩起舞,谁就拥有了真正的美丽人生。
怨去吹箫,狂来说剑,两样销魂味。
我是一窍不通看不懂,也不会读!
爱到心破碎,也别去怪谁,只因为相遇太美,就算流干泪,伤到底,心成灰,也无所谓。   
爱要说出来
只有曾天真给过的心,才了解等待中的甜蜜
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