It's amazing the things we talked about, everything from families to old nursing instructors to people we know - or used to know. Can you believe we even remembered names of patients we looked after in the extended care unit when we first started nursing - 37 years ago?
The visit was just an overnighter - a quick drive up and then back again to the home city. But it did me a world of good. There is just something about the Sisterhood of Nurses that is so different from any other friendships or family relationships.
I do have to admit, that in the morning, before they left, although I got out the loaf of bread and toaster, I was so caught up in the conversation that I forgot about breakfast.
I am sure they were ravenous and were just too polite to say - Hey, let's eat! - and they left with nary a bite!
I just haven't had an appetite lately with all the "stuff" going on, and I have lost about 10lbs in the last month.
At the best of times I have been known to forget to eat.
Moral of the story: If you come to visit me, remind me that we have to eat. If you don't, you just may starve to death.
Hope you gals stopped for breakfast somewhere.
I am appalled at my lack of hospitality!
And I miss them already.
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| Peaches, a frog, wine, blackberry jam and antipasto - Thanks you two! |