People look at me oddly when I tell them I’m going to spend Sunday at the hospital. Or when I tell them I voluntarily spend time in the emergency room. Why would go spend time doing that? their expression says.
If you have spent years caring for kids, if you enjoyed the “job” of parenting and miss doing it, you will feel at home caring for people in a hospital. At least I do. It’s good to have a role to play. It’s good to have staff people greet you when you come in, and patients look happy when you appear. You do worry about what’s going to happen, and you do dead some disaster. But must Minnehaha are small and human and quiet, and I like being part of that.
