A Minty Fresh Reaction

, , | USA | Hopeless | June 29, 2016

(It’s been a rough several days, and I’m having a panic attack a few minutes before class. A close friend of mine from that class finds me and gets me some water, and we sit and talk for a few minutes before going in together. Meanwhile, a complete stranger has been studying a few feet away, and suddenly she approaches me.)

Stranger: “Hey, I don’t know much about what’s going on, but I overheard your conversation, and I wanted to offer you some of these mints. I’ve had anxiety issues my whole life and they’ve gotten me through a lot.”

(I declined the offer, but I was really grateful for her kindness and I don’t know if I’ve ever loved my school more than I did in that moment.)

Why Nurses Should Rule The World, Part 10

, , | UT, USA | Hopeless | June 13, 2016

(It’s my first day commuting to work off campus during summer term and I have a bike to get there. I’m feeling pretty good until three miles in, when it gets harder to keep going. All of a sudden, a van pulls over.)

Stranger: “Get in.”

Me: “I’m going to work and I really don’t—”

Stranger: “I’m a registered nurse and you’re showing signs of heat exhaustion. Get in now.”

(After stammering a bit, I let the RN put my bike in back and get me a water bottle.)

Me: “Thanks! I’m an out-of-state student so I’m not used to this heat.”

Stranger: “I get it. Do you need a ride home?”

(She showed up after my work and drove me home. I never saw her again, but I loved her.)

Related:
Why Nurses Should Rule The World, Part 7
Why Nurses Should Rule The World, Part 8
Why Nurses Should Rule The World, Part 9

The Drugs Do Work

, , | USA | Hopeless | May 30, 2016

(I am not fully trained in the pharmacy, just enough to help customers picking up their prescriptions. I am assisting the drive-thru customers.)

Customer: “I have two requests: I need some information about a drug I’ve has been prescribed, and also for a prescription that I’ve already picked up but someone has found and brought back to your store.”

(I grab a pen and write everything down so that I can accurately ask the pharmacist for them. While the pharmacist is bringing me the items, I chat with the customer to better understand what happened.)

Customer: “I picked up my prescription and drove to a local park to enjoy the weather. Someone broke into my car and grabbed the prescription. The drugs did not contain any narcotics, so the thief tossed it aside. Another person at the park found it and brought it to the store so you could return them to the me.”

Me: “That is so cool!”

Customer: “Yes. I am glad someone brought them back, and the pharmacist called me.”

Me: “This just made my day.”

Enabling The Disabled

, | TX, USA | Hopeless | May 25, 2016

(I work for a disability lawyer as the receptionist, so I’m often the bearer of bad news. We have a client who has just gone before the judge for a hearing a month earlier, and is waiting to hear if he’s going to be given disability or turned down for a third time. This man is homeless and had a rough life, but he has kept a sweet disposition through all his tragedies.)

Me: “Thank you for calling [Law Office]. How can I help you?”

Client: “This is [Client]. I was told I’d gotten a letter in. It’s not bad news, is it?”

Me: “Let me look you up in our system… It seems that we got the response back from the judge yesterday, Mr. [Client], and you were found fully favorable.”

Client: “What? I got it?”

Me: “Yes, they’re awarding you. That letter you got was either from our legal assistant telling you all about that, or from Social Security’s office telling you the good news. Congratulations!”

Client: *breaks into tears* “Really? I really got it? I get to go to a doctor now?”

Me: “You really got it. I’m happy for you, sir. Go get that letter and have a great weekend, okay?”

Client: “Thank you. Thank you all so much. Y’all are my guardian angels. I was praying that something good would happen.”

(I was quietly crying by the time we ended the phone call. Sometimes it’s a blessing in itself telling someone whose life has been debilitating that it’s turned around for them and humbling at the same time, because we take such things as a simple doctor visit for granted.)

Food For Thoughtfulness, Part 2

, , , , | San Diego, CA, USA | Hopeless | May 20, 2016

(I have just gotten out of ballet with my sister. My parents pick us up to take us to a well-known Asian take-out place. My sister has been feeling sick, but she goes in to order anyway since I am still in ballet clothes. She’s in there for a few minutes before a man comes out to our car.)

Man: “Excuse me; are you the parents of the girl inside?”

Mum: “Yes, is something wrong?”

Man: “Come inside, now.”

(Both my mum and my stepdad run inside, while I stay with my brother, who is also sick. A minute later, they come out supporting my sister. The man and a woman come out. My mum explains that my sister has been feeling sick, but she should be fine. The woman talks to my mum, handing us a cup of Pepsi for my sister.)

Woman: “She passed out inside. Take this drink. It’s thin, and should be good for her. Make sure she drinks it slowly.”

(My mum agrees, and the woman walks away. An employee comes out, with the food that my sister ordered.)

Employee: “Here’s your food. It’s on us. Make sure she gets better, okay?

(My mum insisted on paying, but he refused and went back inside. My sister and I were regulars at this place, and the employees were always so great. It made me happy that even after all the awful stories I’d heard about employees being awful, this employee in particular was awesome enough to get our food packed and bring it out to us for free, as well as making sure my sister was okay.)

 

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