When I realised that my son would be better with no father, than with a toxic, manipulative, abusive, drug using alcoholic father. Again, the look was so worth it." Another encounter with a racist patient was so infuriating to all of us.well, just don't piss off the nurses about something like that. He's one of the best cardiologists in the country and you are more than fortunate to have him.". "The fact that he is African American is completely irrelevant. When he left the man said "He sure is a good doctor for a black man". Another time I had been in a room while the MD was also there. Next time remember to bring your own white sheet." The look on his face was so worth it. I turned to him as I was going through the curtain and said, " I guess the pre op interview nurse forgot to tell you our sheets are cream colored. While you are asleep he's going to take exceptionally good care of you." Then, I could not resist this. "NO HE'S NOT", he's an African American and an excellent physician. I felt like I was going to explode inside. "Is he an N-word or what? Because you never know what he's going to do to me while I'm asleep".
I told him his name and then he started to repeatedly ask me "What is he?" I'd answer doctor, anesthesiologist, again that he's a doctor, until he got to the part he was really getting at. I had never been aware of the level of racism that is out there (living in Southern US.) Had finished getting a man ready for surgery and he asked who was "putting him to sleep". It brought me to recognize a whole new genre of suffering, and I became significantly more caring because of it. This was the first time that I was brought to terms with them as cognizant equals and understand that they have internal mental capabilities and struggles just the same as humans. Until then I had loved animals, but still considered them like autonomous bots. The fact that it was neurological forced me to consider the state of mind it had been in that day - How long were its motor skills and basic functions slipping away? Did it know what was happening when it walked through broad daylight? Did it know it would die soon? Was it fully aware that we were standing over it? How much did it suffer?.How much did it suffer *mentally*? They quickly helped it to death's door and it was buried in that very spot. We called animal control to take care of it, and they arrived and explained that it had some kind of brain infection that slowly takes over its functions until it becomes completely incapacitated but still functioning as we see it today. It didn't react to our presence even as we got closer.
As we slowly got closer to it, we realized the fox was twitching severely, as if having a seizure that wouldn't stop.
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Once when I was about 10, a fox had wandered into our back yard in broad daylight and we noticed it moving around in an peculiar way on a dirt patch in the corner of the yard which we always used to bury our pets (we had many pets over the years).