Stories by whatthe (3 matches)

A Touching Gift From My Nurse

I was in hospital for 5 weeks and was diagnosed with Intracrainial Hypertension. I had to have surgery to have a shunt put in to drain excess fluid from my brain. Following the operations I had a problem with balance and walking was a huge problem. I had to have nurses help me with everything. It was a real difficult and emotional time because it was close to Christmas and I really missed my 3 children.  While I was in the hospital, there was one nurse in particular who looked after me, who had a huge impact on my recovery. One day she came with a gift she had bought for me. I was deeply touched. It was a poster with a picture of an empty beach and a verse printed on it. On the back she wrote me a lovely note and signed it.  Now I'm not very religious and I'd not seen this before but I was overcome with emotion when I read it. I ... Read Full Story >>

Laughter Really Is The Best Medicine

When I was in hospital five weeks ago having my decompression surgery on my brain, I had a visitor.  It was not just any visitor, but a friend I had found on Facebook.  We had gone to to school together years ago.  We were very close buddies at school, but then lost contact as we grew up and had families.  We hadnt seen each other for about twenty years! I have this other friend who I was at school with.  So I told her that I'd found this old friend on Facebook.  Well, they got together and came to the hospital to visit me.  They both had to travel long distances from different directions for a short visiting time.  Unfortunately, the visiting times are strict so they had to leave by a certain time. We had such a laugh just like the old days!  But I was in so much pain from ... Read Full Story >>

Birds Are Our Teachers

Birds are our teachers. Not only do they teach us about freedom as they fly high above us but they show us how to build homes that don't destroy the earth and care for their little ones with love. Two friends recently shared stories with me of how they honored birds by rescuing them. I hope to honor them too by dedicating this to the birds of the world. This one is for the hope they bring to us in life:

HOPE is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard,
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
I ’ve heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.

The Mystery Gardener