A Story My Wife Tells Me. Makes My Life InvisableMy wife was watching the country music award show tonight. After the show she tells me a story.
She grew up watching the country award shows as a kid. It was something she did every year with her sister and parents. She enjoys the shows and the memories very much.
It was near the end of her pregnancy with her first son. She had gone into the hospital early due to slight complications and gave birth two months early. Her son, being so premature, was immediately taken to a larger hospital in the area. My wife had lost a lot of blood and had been given a transfusion. Due to this, she was confined to the maternity ward for four days as her son lay in another hospital. Her family would check on her periodically day to day.
These four days she lay in the hospital fell over a weekend. That Sunday night an award show was airing. Her family, not living too near the hospital and having jobs to go to in the morning, did not stay past the early evening. She was the only patient in the ward during this time. This was the first time she'd be watching the award show without her family in many years and with the stress of everything else going on, she felt alone and depressed.
The nurse on the ward, having no one else to look after, decided to share her company and watch the show with my wife. She brought in snacks and drinks and pulled up a chair, settling in next to the bed. The nurse slouched down in the chair, my wife sat up in the bed. They talked and watched the show together. My wife's troubles eased for a couple of hours.
After she was released, my wife ran into the nurse a couple of times. Each time she would thank the nurse for that night. That simple act meant a great deal to her. Over twenty years later she is still thankful for what the nurse did.
It made me feel alone. I saw just how different I am. I have no memory like that. I have never made a connection with someone in my life of that scale. Never giving nor receiving such pure appreciation or admiration. Be apathetic is not easy. I realize there are things I will never experience from this world. A night nurse my wife met briefly over two decades has had more of an impact on her... emotional memories..? than I have. She wouldn't say that, but I can see that is how it is. Not having impacted someone's life like that or having my own life impacted like that has me .....I don't know. I think I just feel alone.