there MUST be a heaven
when i floated to the medical surgical ICU a few nights ago, i was given three non ICU patients waiting for step down bed availability. two males broke different kinds of bones from vehicular accidents. she was the third on my list. to say that her story affected me in a deep, disturbing way is defintiely an understatement.
she can’t see but she seemed to know when i was with my other patients. a few times, she stood up, walked slowly, and went around the room aimlessly. she was still a little bit unsteady, and didn’t really have that clear concept of space, it was pretty scary to see her going through the motions. i thanked my lucky stars she never fell.
18 years old. her eyelids shut, her eyes, gone. just like that. the history i got from report was that she was relaxing in their front porch when a car drove by. gunshots were heard. and she was hit. two bullets. one in her right hip, one in her head. the one in her hip was not that bad, but they had to do craniotomy to remove the one in her head, and remove both her eyes, which the doctors were unable to save.
that night, she was a day away from discharge, for rehabilitation. finally, for artificial eye placements.
nothing about it made sense so i stopped figuring it out. it didn’t matter if the shooter hated her for something, or was just trying to practice his shooting skills. it didn’t matter if it was random or planned. one thing that mattered is the truth that somebody can just mess up someone’s life just like that. like life has no value. like life has no meaning, irrelevant.
above all, what really mattered was the horrible fact that a few days ago, she knew what a beautiful day looked like, but now she doesnt. just like that.
i am trying so hard to get this out of my mind, but i can’t. i just can’t. i keep thinking a million different thoughts, and nothing is pleasant. the colors, the sights, the beauty, all gone. just like that. and her parents? let’s not even go there, because the sight of her mom and dad at the bedside trying to comfort her and each other just blew me away, i am terribly bothered. it kept popping up in my mind like a tragic movie, it made me sick.
i mean, where do you get the strength to bear a pain such as this? how do you start living after a senseless thing like this? it is almost unthinkable.
it is official. our world is getting sicker, we are getting hopeless, helpless.
we have to get out of here. soon.


That’s so horrible. You’re right the world we live in is growing into one that is filled with hate. I’m confused everyday by the stories I hear/read. Stories of tragedy and pain seems to be more common than stories of love and giving. I don’t understand what is happening to this world we live in.
You asked where they get the strength to bear such a pain? I imagine it’s love May.
Comment by kimmyk — October 9, 2006 @ 5:19 pm
How horrible and senseless. I hope she and her family will find the strength to get through this, and somehow find happiness again.
Comment by annemiek — October 10, 2006 @ 5:27 am
my god. i can’t wrap my head around cruel acts such as these. why? how? bad timing? bad karma? what..what?! nothing seems soothing as an answer. i have told myself so many times like you wrote “nothing about it made sense so i stopped figuring it out”.
makes me want to cry
Comment by kt — October 10, 2006 @ 12:43 pm
I agree… after what we go through here… there SHOULD be a heaven
Comment by Rygel — October 11, 2006 @ 4:54 am
Everything happens for a reason — I’d like to believe that but sometimes it’s very difficult. Especially when there is so much pain involved. Not understanding it now does not mean it can never ever be understood. The answers will come, and so will wisdom. I just hope I’m still around when it comes.
Comment by Emer — October 11, 2006 @ 4:33 pm
Heartbreaking.
There is this picture someone sent me months ago, and I saw it again just a couple of weeks ago. It was truly one of the most horrifying images captured on film that I have ever seen. There was a small child who was attempting to crawl to a some type of refugee camp in a war torn, impoverished nation. Behind him followed a vulture that was simply waiting for him to die. Below the photograph was the story of the famous photographer that had taken the picture and then returned to the United States.
It shook me, and although I attempt to make a practice of not judging others it was hard for me not to wonder why nobody helped that baby. I spoke with others about it and was given reasons. One that I remembered was that maybe there were too many of those cases there and the guy just couldn’t help everybody. I don’t know, but I must say that I am encouraged by what you do…by helping others no matter how many are out there. Maybe we just can’t see the big picture, but I’m sure glad you’re part of the small one. Thank you for what you do…and this is from a former trauma patient.
Comment by Susan Miller — October 11, 2006 @ 7:56 pm
There is work to do in the garden.
Comment by shrimplate — October 11, 2006 @ 8:01 pm
I recently read a good book called “Beyond The Red Door” by Janet Shaw. It is the autobiagraphy or a child who strives to be as ordinary as possible despite the onset of blindness, but who cant help accomplishing truly extraordinary things.
The book is avaliable on audio CD and I believe it would help the girl you refer to. I imagine she is experiencing a lot of anger and grieving the loss of her eyes. I wish her a lot of strength and hope she is able to work through her grief and get on with her life.
Comment by Paul Geelen — December 7, 2006 @ 12:24 am
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I couldn’t understand some parts of this article, but it sounds interesting
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