Journal - Lesson Learned

"Even a fool is thought wise if he keeps silent, and discerning if he holds his tongue." Proverbs 17:28

Today I am a fool.

Remember the OB resident who said the insensitive comment about me possibly loosing my bladder? "You might never pee again, but you'll be healthy and have a healthy baby so you'll be fine." The residents name is Jodi. I know her name now. She has visited me several times over the past few days. During her very short lunch break, she has swung by to visit me. To comfort me. To help me get through these days.

During our visits she admired the Christmas stocking that I'm cross-stitching for Zion. So today she brought me the cross-stitch picture that she has just finished. It is gorgeous. The subtle shading can only be appreciated by a fellow cross-stitcher who knows the hours spent on details few people will notice.

Then she says it. "This is for my Dad. I haven't framed it yet, but I already gave it to him. Last Christmas. Before he died."

I don't know why he died, but she must have known it was coming because she gave him this special gift before it was yet complete. I can only imagine that she visited him during his stay in the hospital. That she swung by during her lunch hour to visit him. To comfort him.

I had assumed that her earlier comment was an insensitive, sheltered person brushing off my pain because she hadn't experienced anything like it. I was wrong. She wasn't minimizing my situation out of ignornance, she knew more than I that my bladder really isn't important. She knew that my baby is not going to care whether or not his mom can pee. He is just going to want to have me there, to admire his crayon drawings and cherish his gifts.

Oh how I regret posting that story on my blog and laughing about her with the nurses. I am a fool.