I don't know if I've stated on this forum or not....I've always wanted to be a nurse. I went to nursing school for a year & a half then I moved & none of my credits transferred. Anyhow...I've learned A LOT of stuff over the past week with all that's going on with Richard. I hook up & unhook this leg machine he's connected to (to prevent clots from forming). I've set & reset his oxygen levels when he switches from the nasal tubes to the mask & back. I've had to figure out this cold blanket machine they have him laying on. I've fed him. I've cleaned him. I've helped him with extremely personal tasks without getting too grossed out. I even had a nurse tell me I should be a nurse today. I also met one of the nursing professors from one of the colleges in town.
Maybe all that Richard is going through is someone's way of telling me to get off my booty, go back to school & become what I probably should have been from day one.
Aww that is a great way to look at things. When my mother first ended up in the hospital for 5 months I did all those things. But I learned that I love her and do not mind doing all that stuff, but on a stranger or someone who is a jerk- I could not do it.
But God does work in mysterious ways and do not let that inner voice be silenced!