There was a new nurse today at my doctor’s office.
She was young and eager to please.
She had trouble taking my blood pressure.
I didn’t mind, but she was flustered.
She succeeded the second time.
She was pleased, then puzzled and then upset to see me in tears…
Of course, it had nothing to do with her…
It’s just that she was young.
My daughter in law is young.
She is a nurse.
She will never take anyone’s blood pressure again.
She will never walk again.
She will never swing her toddler up in the air again.
A sharp intake of my breath and I reassured the young nurse that she did not upset me,
Not at all.
I did not tell her that the horror of a young mother on the verge of dying moves me to tears time and time again.
The tears keep coming.