My patient took off her glasses and said, "I can't keep looking through these rose-colored glasses. I just can't."
I was holding her hand and both of us had tears in our eyes. Her body was sick and she knew it. I felt sad because there wasn't any other treatment to offer.
Then, all of a sudden, she looked at me and smirked. "You know what? I just noticed that these ol' glasses of mine really are rose-colored!" She threw her head back and laughed so hard that I did, too.
After that, we just sat in silence. Holding hands, looking out the window, and wishing on invisible stars.
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Happy Sunday.
Sometimes the only option is acceptance. And few things could be harder.
ReplyDeleteI am quite old and I have heard many songs and I have always loved lyrics and I have heard the "rose" many times. BUT this is the first time I ever "listened" to the words!!! It made my chest heave...
ReplyDeleteThanks Dr. KD
This such a BEAUTIFUL post even if it is so heartbreaking. So grateful as a human being that you took the time to be THERE for her! LN
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