The lessons of 271!

I never completely understood the concept of being humble until today.

Obviously, we are still at the hospital.  We have all become very accostumed to the lovely blue chairs laced in wood. The food that was once as exciting as carnival food has become sickening, and the silence that we once treasured has now become stiffening. Our bodies have become restless and we are all ready for relief. And then it hit me! In the midst of all of my frustrations I suddenly felt like a kvetcher.

Who was I to complain about anything?!

I am at a hospital with my grandfather, who is getting immediate health care. He had gone through a successful surgery. He has a nurse available to him 24 hours a day. We are allowed to sit in the same room as him. There is food near by and noone in my family needs to take the time away from my grandfather to cook it. The hospital is lit with light bulbs that are on all night if so desired. I don't have to worry about catching the illness that a patient has. My family has privacy with my grandpa; in his own room. And best of all, my grandfather has insurance that will cover most, if not all, of his medical bills.

So what if I have to "suffer" through the "pain" of sitting in the uncomfortable chairs longer than I want to. At least I have something to sit on instead of  the ground. So what if I have to "force" myself to eat food that will make me "ill." At least I don't have to go so long without food that I actually am ill. And so what if the halls are bare. At least they aren't over-crowded to the point that even patients go without a bed/chair.

Suddenly, my whole perspective changed. instead of batheing in everything I saw wrong with my life I needed to bask in the fact that I have a surplus of comforts. It is time to change how I think: Every day!