Chicken Soup for the Caregiver's Soul.
I would like to start a new thread of caregiver's stories which are inspiring. Experiences we would not have had if we weren't caregivers.
God places us where he wants us to be without us knowing the reason why, until later on.
This is my experience with patient "Agneta".
After working an exhaustive night shift and just wanting to get home and crawl into bed, I entered Agneta's room to do her blood pressure. When I lifted the sleeve of her hospital gown I saw "the numbers" tatooed on her arm. I knew immediately these were numbers given in a concentration camp. I did not say a word but rubbed her arm. She looked at me with serious eyes, and said she was in Auschwitz. She did not know her husband was still alive until they both survived the concentration camp and were reunited.
She said her husband was admitted to ICU 3 weeks ago and her to the hospital a few days after that. She had not seen him but knew he was terminal. I was "lead" to bring her to ICU in a wheelchair so she could see her husband. We arrived at his room. He was very frail. He looked up at her and said "Agneta, Agneta! My darling, I have missed you so much!" They chatted lovingly for a while. He said thankyou for bringing my darling to me! I Brought Agneta back to her room and said I would check on her the next night. After reporting back to work, I checked on Agneta's husband. His bed was empty. He had died later that day. It was a bitter sweet moment.... but one of which I knew I gave this special couple the last chance to say goodbye......