Today during morning rounds, I was asking the patient with headache some questions when the nurse came in with the food tray. Now the service went beyond my expectations. The nurse made such a fuss of the patient , that I haven't received such a service at some of the hotels I have literally paid for. He made the patient really comfortable up to exactly the desired level of height the patient wanted to be in, then supplied her with cutlery, her choice of maple syrup, made sure that her hot chocolate had the desired level of sweetness. All the while, the nurse maintained a very chirrupy tone and kept asking the patient if she was good. Whatever the nurse did filled the room with excitement.
As I stood by the side, waiting for the encounter to be over, I thought about the change that had come in patient's countenance. While, some minutes ago she was complaining of the pressing headache and abdominal pain and was averse to answering many questions, she was now relaxed and cooperative.
The nurse could have gotten away with doing her task in the most uninterested manner, but he didn't.
How much beauty in our life, do we owe to the people like this?
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