Watching the comings and goings in the main concourse of a very busy hospital today I am reminded of how lucky I am to be blessed with good health. I have spoken to many people in various stages of unwellness, from elderly ladies who couldn’t see where I asked them to sign, because they had had drops in their eyes, to teenagers having cancer treatment. Many people arrive for pre-op assessment for next weeks hip replacements, cardiology and out patients clinics for undiagnosed ailments, most are smiling, but a few just look lost or confused. What touched me most today though was seeing a young girl sitting alone in a corner, her eyes full of tears, as if she carried the whole world on her tender shoulders. I wonder what could be wrong and who is helping?
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Lucid Gypsy 
My experience of hospitals is that although well-intentioned, staff are so familiar with the way their systems operate and with the everyday language of the place, they forget how this can be an alien and frightening environment.
You’re right and I have reminded people of that a few times!
ou’re right and this is true of all pressionals. Think about seeking help with a computer if you at best just a ‘user’. We all need to be more aware!
Too much of a hurry, doesn’t help. Sorry for poor writing pressionals/professionals!
Very well written and so compassionate. Thank you for reminding us that we need to stop and speak to those who might need a kind word today.
Thanks for your kind words Judith, it makes so much difference doesn’t it? 🙂
such a poignant picture you paint – i hope there are people she can lean on somewhere…
No better place to remind a healthy person how blessed they truly are. Margie
Hospitals are needed for when you are ill but they can be very lonely while there.
I have been hospitalized many times in the last 4 years and you cand feel really
alone even with the ever present staff and medical people. I suppose it’s the isolation.
Nice write, Gilly …
hugs,
Isadora
I’m so sorry and I hope there will be no more visits for you.Being alone is one thing but being alone in hospital for hour after hour would be dreadful.
To often no-one notices, no-one cares. Lovely compassionate writing.
Oh I see it t(o)o now, ha we’re a lost cause!
Too, not to. I could never be an editor.
Oh no did I miss one? No surprise I do everything too quickly!
it is indeed a blessing. thank you for reminding me.
Dear Shaz I wish you health and happiness and if a little more wealth is possible that’s wonderful too 🙂
i dread visiting the hospital. But the moment I do, I also feel thankful for the little miracles in my life. It sure is a blessing to be healthy 🙂 Wish everyone good health
This image breaks my heart…
Lovely writing Gilly, a little picture of so much going on in people’s lives that we know nothing about. You have a way with your descriptions that place the reader right there wondering along with you what their story is and what they must be feeling. Sometimes we can’t offer much solace in circumstances like this but maybe a smile and kindness goes a long way.
I like that you wonder not just what could be wrong (which could be interpreted as basic human inquisitiveness), but also who is helping. I know it’s a line of thought I don’t follow often, and I’m glad you reminded me.
Gilly, thanks for a timely reminder that all of us can do something; try being more aware of life around us in all its guises.
I seem to have pushed a few buttons here and that’s brill, thanks for making the time to visit and comment. I promise to always try to notice, because sometimes even an acknowledgement makes a difference.
Yes, if we have good health… we must thankfully count our blessings.