Today I visited the mother of an old friend at Redlands Community Hospital. (She's doing fine.)
I was struck, though, about how visiting a hospital is good for us. It reminds us that life is a fragile thing; that we should cherish our good health. I walked out of there with a fresh appreciation of the cool fall weather, the distant mountain vistas, and the music on the radio.
Even if we're in not-s0-good shape, not being in the hospital should give us joy, for that means we are free to be out and about, and not trapped in a bed surrounded by machines and charts and bedpans.
Don't shirk your duty visiting the infirm; it's good for you.
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