A truly amazing story to remember this time of year, and always.
I rarely write personal posts but I just read about something at Kerry Dwyer’s blog site that reminded me of something that changed my life, something I wanted to share, the power of touch.
While in grad school at UCLA, I had a clinical rotation at a VA outpatient hospital, when a homeless man was brought in to the emergency room. He was filthy with a foul odor, as if he hadn’t changed his clothes in days nor took them off to go to the bathroom. I saw him come with the paramedics and the commotion that ensued with a lull before anyone started treatment, to gown and glove up, goggles over eyes, all body parts covered. The swarm of doctors and nurses began working on him as I made my way over to what looked like a great teaching experience I didn’t want to miss out on. When one…
View original post 511 more words
AllThingsBoys Blog 
Thank you for the reblog. I think you are the second one I’ve ever had. It’s wonderful to be reminded of how the simplest things can make such a huge difference. Big cyber hug to you, friend.
Thank you. Back atcha!
Wow. Powerful story. Never underestimate the power of human touch.
Wasn’t that amazing? I’ve been trying to catch up, I have caves to clean (translate boys rooms) but keep getting sucked in. I Must STOP! 🙂
Thanks for sharing this very touching post, Arnel.
Thanks!