A few years ago, I received a message from a family member from one of my colleagues. It was on a sticky note and pressed on to my desk. It said something like this:
Please call Mr. Carson ASAP.
His wife has lost her blanket,
and is begging him to call
and ask for another one!
I took note of it just before I had to respond to an emergency at the hospital. One thing led to another, and it was almost late afternoon before I could return phone calls. I sat down at my desk, and there was another sticky note pressed next to the first one:
Don’t bother calling back
Mr. Carson. He found his
wife’s blanket, and she
is happy as a clam, wrapped up
in it and sleeping like a baby.
We can never minimize the importance of our blankets and those who spend hours making them. Sometimes they are more important to the patient than anything else!
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