Thursday 25 JUL 1996 Do You Believe...

08:56

WOW!

Strange day/night. OK, first things first. I went out to best to look at keyboards, mine was totally screwed up. No S's, and S's are important! But they didn't have anything that was, well, appealing. So I went to Sam's and got a Wave Keyboard with a cirque fingerpad. I think I love it, but I'm not really sure. I'm not a touch typist yet, and maybe never will be, but I hunt'n'peck pretty good. Until now. And the touch pad is taking some getting used to, too. I'm learning all sorts of keyboard tricks to avoid moving the pointer!

OK, that's not very strange, I'll admit. People buy keyboards everyday here in America. I also said what the hell and got a microsoft digital joystick, which isn't really digital unless I install it properly from Win95... see the manual online. Right. Well, that's still not strange. OK. I went to work at Medassist. Busy night. We have a nurse that I work with there who doesn't do veinipunctures, so I let her practice on me when we got unbusy. That's a little strange, you must admit. Well, you don't have to admit it, but most people would think so. Then I went to work at the hospital. It got strange then. We were really busy, but there was a letter in my timecard slot. A personal letter addressed to me c/o the emergency department. A return address but no name. I put it in my pocket, got a chance to read it about 03:30.

A few days ago, I wrote about a patient who asked me about whether or not I believed and I told her "not while I have a brain" and I kinda knew that wouldn't be the end of it. It wasn't. The letter was from her. A few quotes:


"Thank you for your help the other night. But I would like for you to reconsider what you said about not excepting the Lord as your personal Savior. If you lost loved ones. You won't see them some day in Heaven."won't you""
Much of the rest of her letter is scripture and what seems to be a song out of a hymnal. She ends, "In Christian Love, GL
God bless in your decision -- ask God, he will listen to you."

Flabbergasted is a good word. I don't know whether to laugh or get pissed off. I do think that I know what motivates people like this, though. This is a generality that will probably upset some xians out there. She is so unsure of herself and her faith that she must, at every opportunity, draw people toward her way of thinking as a way of reinforcing her beliefs. The more people that she can get on her side, the easier it is for her to feel right. She can't feel good about herself all by herself.

The other problem I have is... should I ignore her, or write her back? Leave her in her ignorance (like she wouldn't do for me) or try to enlighten her with my beliefs? I'm sure that that would be an exercise in futility. The other aspect is... if I ignore her, she might think I actually listened. I don't often feel mean, or do mean things to people, but I really want to bust her little self-congratulatory selfrighteous bubble. On the other hand, any other contact with her at all will make her think that she actually has got me thinking her way. I hate quandaries like this!

The other strange thing... I got my thumb caught between two portions of a sliding-glass door in the ICU this morning. Hurt like hell & bled a lot but no permanent damage. I never do stuff like that, it hurts too much!

More later maybe... really tired now, beddy-bye time...

19:36
I slept a lot longer than I anticipated. I answered the phone from a dead sleep... "meester Doogelass Franklin, please..."."Yeah, what?"."We are conducting a short survey..."."Not interested. Click." I just hate it when these guys call, especially when their accents are so bad that you have to struggle to understand them. Dammit, phones demand to be answered, you pay for them and people abuse you because you have one. Telemarketing. If it didn't work so well, it wouldn't happen. Never buy anything from a telemarketer. If no-one ever did, maybe they'll stop interrupting our dinners and our sleep. Yeah, dream on...

Tomorrow... have to get ready for work now, and eat something...

Thanx for being here!

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