Doubt The Rabbit
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Yeah, so my baby sister's been in the hospital for about four days now and yesterday she was moved to a room with a preteen girl. I was standing in for my mother when I overheard the doctor on the other side of the curtain talk about a certain disease that I've had for four years now (not getting into what the disease is). Anyway, it turns out she and I have the same illness and I heard how the girl was always nauseous and having stomach pain. Having been through all that and learning a few tricks to feeling comfort, I wrote the girl an anonymous letter with advice on how to ease and prevent the discomfort, signed it with a fake name, and gave it to the nurse to give to her. I don't know if she ever read the letter or took it to heart, but I felt pretty good having given an effort to put my knowledge of my disease to good use. I never thought that getting sick would actually prove to be a good thing.
Later on, the nurse came to meet me, saying the nurses read the letter (to make sure it was age-appropriate) and they were amazed that someone would do such a kind thing (really? It just seemed like the right thing to do...). The same nurse had my sister's case today and kind of just looks at me with a lot of respect and kindness. That pretty much adds to my good feeling.
Sure, I'm still alone and without an ounce of a social life, but I think being good to someone when no one else will gives me something good to think about and carry with me throughout the day. Even something as simple as giving up a dollar (that I was probably going to use to buy junk food anyway) to a homeless guy or giving someone directions when everyone else is ignoring him are things that make me feel happy for an instant. :shy:
Later on, the nurse came to meet me, saying the nurses read the letter (to make sure it was age-appropriate) and they were amazed that someone would do such a kind thing (really? It just seemed like the right thing to do...). The same nurse had my sister's case today and kind of just looks at me with a lot of respect and kindness. That pretty much adds to my good feeling.
Sure, I'm still alone and without an ounce of a social life, but I think being good to someone when no one else will gives me something good to think about and carry with me throughout the day. Even something as simple as giving up a dollar (that I was probably going to use to buy junk food anyway) to a homeless guy or giving someone directions when everyone else is ignoring him are things that make me feel happy for an instant. :shy: