Tomorrow on Christmas I will be working. I’ve worked on December 25th for
as long as I remember. Our offices are
closed but the hospitals are open. I
have chosen a profession that must be available to serve at all times. If I want a day off, then I am obligated to
make sure that there is a doctor in my place.
Many professions share this reality. Nurses, law enforcement, military personnel,
hospital workers, firefighters have all worked on holidays when most families
were relaxing together. We accept this
responsibility. But, at times I do
suffer a tincture of envy thinking of folks who never have to wonder if they
are working on Thanksgiving since they are off on every holiday.
I remind myself during my Yuletide rounds that the last
place that these patients – at least most of them - want to be is in the
hospital. Yes, I will be spend some
hours treating them, but I will return home and not face surgery, medical
testing and the various indignities of hospital life. The nursing staff, the most compassionate
profession I know, does their best to bring some measure of holiday of cheer to
their charges.
Chanukah and Christmas are celebrated and festooned with
light. Don’t we all need some more
light?
Wishing everyone the blessings of peace, health and
contentment.
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