Tonight I spent some time tying to refresh my German. I’ll be back in German classes in a few weeks and I don’t want to be completely lost. I like reading it though. I like gaining this skill, this language. I can’t wait till the day that I’m fluent in it and it just comes naturally. Until then, I’ll keep reading through this vocab book.
Every two weeks I find myself here. Sitting. Waiting. Hoping. Doctors are nothing new for me. Familiar to the point of annoyance. Hospitals, just the same. I’ve fought my way through. Ten surgeries solidified the end of one ailment and the beginning of another. Its almost habitual now. To be there. Know the routine. The “hurry up and wait” moment. I don’t mind it so much now as I did then. The hardest is watching the kids come through. Hearing their quiet sobs because they don’t understand what is going on or why they go through the pain. If I could, I would take it all on for them.
Thank you to all health care professionals for taking the time to study, learn, love, care, hope & treat.