I had a good day. Got up early and did some pilates :) Then headed off to my hair appointment. I finished a little early, grabbed a quick lunch and went to work. I showed up about 30 minutes early and it was a mad house. Admits and discharges everywhere. They told me "No one works for free around here, clock in and help." So I did.
It was super crazy for the the first few hours. We had a young boy on our floor who's mother was a witch. Yep, that's right, a witch. She wore a cape and the whole bit. Long black hair, tons of gaudy jewelry etc. She smokes like a freight train too. Best of all she asked if she could bring up her "witch box" to hurry along her son's healing process. "I really need to get some herbs and candles in this room" She claimed. He had been there for about 4-5 days I think. So today she started her "chants." Did them for two hours. They were quickly discharged after that. She claims that wicca saved her son and got them out of there. If she hadn't done the chants, they would still be there.
Is this woman for real? I am open to diversity among spirituality and religious beliefs but come on. I can read people really well, and this woman is screaming for attention. And the worst part of it is, is that she is raising a child amongst this garbage. My heart aches for him. He came to the nurses station and I asked him what he needed and he told me "I want out of this damn hospital." He's 10. What kind of 10 year old is allowed to speak to adults that way? If I had said that to a nurse, my dad would have taken me out alright. Out back for a beating.
I can't help but feel sorry for people like this. There is so much better out there for them. A life that God created for them to live. It blows my mind. I am thankful I was raised the way I was. Sure, my parents did some things that I don't agree with now, but nothing compared to that. I just hope and pray that I can show God's love to everyone that comes across my path.
No comments:
Post a Comment