333213

so today at work, i did the usual AM care and the usual check ups on all the patients that my preceptor and I were assigned to. Oen of the nurses asked me to do vitals on 2 patients because he was kinda getting backed up. Thats where i met 333213.
333213 came from Poland and has a history full of horrible memories from Auschwitz. I spent alot of time with him due to some medical reasons and he told me stories about the creamatories, the hidden ungergrounds, the shooting and killing and all that. He told me about his family. About being friends with Pope John Paul II, and Maximillion. But everytime he had a heart felt moment he kept tapping his chest- his barrel chest. He had what people called a "pigeon chest". He didn't want to cry in front of me, but he wanted to show his emotions through the tapping. I held alot of my tears in, I held myself in- not because it didn't hit me, but because i didn't want him to cry since he was already in alot of pain. I wanted to be stronger than that. I wanted to be strong for him.

I don't think i could ever forget the stories of 333213 or Michael. I don't think i could ever forget the blue eyes and how he told me he missed me when i was away for my lunch. I don't think i could forget the smile he had when i was there, and how i was his sunshine at 715 in the morning.


april : if you could have 3 wishes what would they be?
michael: to just be healthy. and live my life.


april dawn.