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### ### ### ### ### #### ### ### ### #### ### ### ##### ### ### ### ### ### ### ### ### ### ##### ### ### ########## ### ### ########## ### ### ### ### Underground eXperts United Presents... ####### ## ## ####### # # ####### ####### ####### ## ## ## ## ##### # ## ## ## #### ## ## #### # # #### ####### ####### ## ## ## ## ##### # ## ## ## ## ## ## ####### ####### # # ####### ####### ####### [ The Big C ] [ By Knyttet ] ____________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________ The Big C I was sitting in a waiting room. There were a lot of people around me. Everyone looked so calm, so natural. I guess they had all accepted what they were going through. That scared me. To accept that something that you don't want is breeding in your body. Scary, but great. I guess you have to accept it, to learn to live with it, to get well. I was there because of cancer, just like the rest of them. But it wasn't me, and it wasn't someone close, I was just one nurse following a sick man to the doctor. I felt kind of awkward, felt like I didn't have the right to be there, cause what did I know about cancer? What did I know about how it felt to see someone you love get sick? Nothing. I have had my shares of sorrows but none of them due to illness. So what could I say to this man I was following. How could I support him? I could understand that he thought life is too short to talk about the weather, especially in the doctors waiting room. I remember how I felt when I started to work among sick people. I was only eighteen, and too young to realize that there was a lot in the world that I was too young to know about. I didn't understand that I had to little experience to comfort this kind of patient. I didn't know then, what I have learned today. That it isn't so much what you can give, as your ability to take that makes you a god nurse. Even if you have suffered from sickness yourself you can never know how it feels for someone else, how the illness affects their lives. You've got to learn how to listen, how to make people wanna talk to you. Cause this is a way of helping them, by letting them tell you, how they feel, make them see that you are there and its all right to feel angry, to be sad, or even to feel guilt. And from what you hear, you can comfort. I know all this now, and I do my very best to find time in my work for listening. And I try to always remember that talking I can do everywhere else, but when I work I have to listen with all my senses, so I can hear those souls screaming to me, begging me, crying for me, or someone, to listen. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- uXu #365 Underground eXperts United 1997 uXu #365 Call ARRESTED DEVELOPMENT -> +31-77-3547477 ---------------------------------------------------------------------------