I finished my revalidation paperwork around 6pm
Just enough time after that to walk the dogs, eat something healthy ( spiced garlic roasted cauliflower with prawns) and chat with a friend, a wisecracking Frenchman called Oli.
By definition, my day’s intense reflections have thrown up a great deal of nursing memories.
One special one came to mind.
A dying patient once asked me to join her in prayer.
She was Jewish so I didn’t quite understand how she thought an agnostic Welshman living in Yorkshire would fare with such a request.
I compromised by saying that I would sit with her as she prayed.
She needed to be heard
Quietly she recited the vidui prayer of the dying in Hebrew with her head against the pillow, a hand over her eyes .
And I listened , head bowed
Terribly moved by words I didn’t understand
from Going Gently https://ift.tt/381gIbT
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