This was quite a gift

SeaCat

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Two years ago I took care of a younger woman. She had undergone a Radical Hysterectomy. Her husband at the time had decided that because she couldn't have kids he was obligated by his religeon to seek another wife.

I took care of her through this. I also took care of her through her follow up Chemotherapy. She was all of thirty years old and weighed about as much as one of my legs. I pushed her even as I cleaned her up. I forced her to move, to walk, to get better.

Today she came by with her new Fiance. She gave me a hug in front of my co-workers. She also gave me a CD. It seems she had listened as I talked with her while taking care of her.

The CD, as I found out whenI got it home, consisted of well over one hundred pictures if her. All of these pictures were nudes of her. They started when she left the hospital right after her Hysterectomy. The went through her Chemo Treatments. There were pictures of her where her scar was a birght red. There were pictures of her without hair. There were pictures of her as she underwent her treatments. There were also pictures of her as her hair grew back and she healed.

I am absolutely blown away by this CD.

I can't think of a better thank you.

Cat
 
Sometimes I think people forget how hard it is to feel invisible. Sounds like you really saw her through her hardest times, in both senses of the word. :rose:
 
SeaCat said:
I am absolutely blown away by this CD.

I can't think of a better thank you.

Cat
Me neither, SeaCat. That's a "thank you" to be treasured forever.

Rumple Foreskin :cool:
 
rgraham666 said:
Very cool, Cat.

You're a good man.

Indeed.

If me or mine need serious treatment for anything, we're moving to Florida.

Well done, Cat.

:rose:
 
The 'thank you' is amazing and incredibly thoughtful (since she's opening such a sensitive side of herself that I'm sure wasn't easy). But how great to have such wonderful opportunities to help people. I couldn't have done what you do, but I wish I could. We did a benefit for a little girl with Cerebral Palsy Saturday. She was the cutest thing ever (about the size of my daughter, but even skinnier...which I didn't think was possible). I had already agreed to do the show for 1/2 (just enough to cover expenses and pay bills), but gave back a 1/3 in an auction at the end. I felt guilty for leaving with a dime. I wish I had more opportunites like that.

Good for you, making the best of yours.
 
Let me tell you, the whole thing blows me away.

Yes I have received gifts from some of my patients, but this one is completely different.

This is a young woman who through her treatments was forced to rely on a stranger for her most basic of needs. Because of her treatments she could controll the most basic of her bodily functions, and she relied on others to take care of her.

Picture yourself in that position. Picture yourself pissing and shitting on yourself and needing someone else, someone you don't know, to clean you up. Picture yourself unable to feed yourself where less than a year ago you could take care of yourself and others.

Picture yourself, you who had recently been whole and had maybe taken care of others now reduced to relying on others to take care of you,

Now picture yourself laying in that bed having been gutted. Something is missing, something important. You are thirty years old and can't have kids. You are thirty years old and know you have to go through Hormone replacement for the rest of your life. Your husband, the one whom society has told you to rely on has left you because of this. Picture yourself laying there in your own filth and dealing with this.

This is what the young lady was dealing with. I took care of her. I did what I could to help her. I allowed her to vomit on my shirt when I walked her. I allowed her to scream at me, just as I allowed her to cry on my shoulder. I joked with her, and I pushed her. I didn't allow her to give up. In other words I treated her as I treat all of my patients.

The fact that she gave me this disk, the fact that she took these pictures and allowed me to see them is more than incredible. It shows me that not only does she trust me, but that she is healing mentally.

How many women can show themselves to a stranger in such a way when they are so obviously flawed by societies standards?

The fact that she gave me these pictures humbles me. It shows me her strength. I shall keep and cherish these pictures of her.

Cat
 
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