Hospital

Some thoughts stemming from working at the hospital:

In my orientation packet from Intermountain Healthcare, there was a little book which started with this story:

"It was the dawn of space flight, and the story is told of an early visit by John F. Kennedy to Cape Canaveral and the space center that would later be named for him. Among the people he met in the hallway that day was a custodian. President Kennedy asked him, 'What is your name, and what do you do?'

The man gave him his name, and then said: 'I'm helping to put a man on the moon.'

...Each of us as a role to play in healing. Whether we provide care directly or support those who do, we have the opportunity every day to create an experience that can help others heal. It isn't only about the jobs we do, it's about the way we do them.'"

Cool, eh? Yes, it might be a cheesy pump-up story..but I quite liked it. It applies well to life. 

I was also thinking, 

isn't it funny that sometimes we feel comfortable confiding things to strangers that we don't even tell people we are close to?

Like in a hospital, I get to know patients and they tell me some pretty intimate details about their lives sometimes. Or sometimes some not-so-intimate things, but things you might not throw out there for all of your neighbors to hear. 

Safety in secrecy? In the fact that you are probably never going to see them again. And they are never going to see anybody involved in any of the stories you tell, so you don't have to worry about the word getting out.

Obviously we share these kinds of details with people we are close to as well. So perhaps conversations like these are for intimate friends and for strangers? 

Again, no deep insight into human nature with this last thought. Just a thought.

:)