From The Heart
As I gazed upon the group of girls that I work with running through my mind were many thoughts. I watched each one of them interact with the residents and notice the care that they give and the way that their hands moved toward them with gentleness. I see which girls made extra special efforts in the care of the residents that they were given charge of for the day and make a mental note to tell that person later on about what a good job they did. I listen to how they speak to the resident and how the resident responds back to them. For the most part, I am pleased.
It takes a special kind of person to work in the health care field. Not everyone is suited for that kind of work and I understand that. It is okay. It is not for everyone. Working in the medical profession, in general, involves a lot of germs and work that most people would cringe at yet these girls get up at 5 o’clock in the morning and come in day after day. They do the work with smiles on their faces and they genuinely care. They put themselves and their families at risk with the chance that they might bring home something contagious. Their paychecks at the end of the week do not reflect what they should be getting for all that they do. Yet, there they are back again on Monday morning ready to begin a new week.
“Angels”, I think, “I am surrounded by angels.” I truly appreciate these people and my faith in humanity has been restored. There is nothing more blessed than coming home at the end of the day and feeling like you have made a difference in the life of someone else and I completely understand why these angels keep coming back.
Angel Lynn writes in weight loss, single parenting, and health