SeaCat
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Well for the past couple of weeks I have been taking care of an older woman from a South East Asian Nation. She is pleasant although her culture makes some aspects of taking care of her a bit more difficult.
Most of the staff on the floor have ignored her culture and forced their care on her. I on the other hand have been careful to use my knowledge of her culture to care for her in an appropriate manner.
I have been careful to ask questions not only of her but the rest of her family as well as one of my co-workers who is also from her country.
My co-worker ended up working with them as well and talking with them about me.
This afternoon this patient was discharged from the hospital. As her family came in to pick her up they delivered a rather large box to the floor addressed to me. I was surprised by this. I was even more surprised when I opened the box and saw what was inside.
On the to was a nice letter addressed to me and signed by the entire family thanking me for caring for the patient. Beneath the letter was a carved jade Buddha the size of a childs fist.
Then came the absolute prize, at least for me.
A book of recipes for foods from their homeland, then a complete meal.
Many of the foods in there I had never tried, one or two I have had before and enjoyed. It started with a soup that brought tears of joy and pain to my eyes. This was followed by small bowls of fish and meat dishes. There were two bottles of their nations most common condiment to flavor these.
My co-workers watched in awe as I stuffed myself to the gills with these gustatorial treasures. (A couple tried them but found them too different or too spicy for their tastes.) They also watched in awe as I ate the entire meal with sticks or my fingers.
Oh what a thank you. It truly made me happy.
Cat
My co-worker too received a gift basket. We ate together and both of us enjoyed it.
Most of the staff on the floor have ignored her culture and forced their care on her. I on the other hand have been careful to use my knowledge of her culture to care for her in an appropriate manner.
I have been careful to ask questions not only of her but the rest of her family as well as one of my co-workers who is also from her country.
My co-worker ended up working with them as well and talking with them about me.
This afternoon this patient was discharged from the hospital. As her family came in to pick her up they delivered a rather large box to the floor addressed to me. I was surprised by this. I was even more surprised when I opened the box and saw what was inside.
On the to was a nice letter addressed to me and signed by the entire family thanking me for caring for the patient. Beneath the letter was a carved jade Buddha the size of a childs fist.
Then came the absolute prize, at least for me.
A book of recipes for foods from their homeland, then a complete meal.
Many of the foods in there I had never tried, one or two I have had before and enjoyed. It started with a soup that brought tears of joy and pain to my eyes. This was followed by small bowls of fish and meat dishes. There were two bottles of their nations most common condiment to flavor these.
My co-workers watched in awe as I stuffed myself to the gills with these gustatorial treasures. (A couple tried them but found them too different or too spicy for their tastes.) They also watched in awe as I ate the entire meal with sticks or my fingers.
Oh what a thank you. It truly made me happy.
Cat
My co-worker too received a gift basket. We ate together and both of us enjoyed it.
