Let’s face it. We all want glossy tans but sometimes get awful sunburns.
Life is like that.
Occasionally, we forget the umbrella. Now and then, the convertible roof gets stuck. So it goes, but we charge ahead because while life is unpredictable, it is unpredictably delicious.
We are fortunate to live in an era where there is almost a cure for every crisis; a treatment for every cancer. We are lucky to be riding on that road.
I never expected to spend Fall nights in the hospital with COVID, but I never expect to get treated with the exceptional excellence and professionalism of Holy Cross Medical Center either.
Medically, hygienically, and professionally, doctors, staff, and nurses came to my need, with care, concern and confidence. Rain I did not seek may have fallen, but medical professionals in super modern facilities led me back to health and hot dogs, a calming summer and an outdoor ballpark.
We take so much for granted, from live musicals to blue ocean waves. But danger lies over every set and with every riptide. We are so fortunate to blaze new trails and overcome old cobblestones. We are lucky and graced to be where we are. How we do it I do not know. Doctors and nurses do. Hospitals do, and we all prosper.
Like the song Annie articulates: “Tomorrow, tomorrow, there’s always a new tomorrow, it’s just one day away.” It is, and it’s because of your doctor or physician, emergency care clinic or hospital.
It’s been brought to life by nurses and doctors in hospitals who have helped us brave a pandemic, and ventured forth with new procedures and unheralded techniques. So I am here to tell you about monoclonal antibodies. Who the hell knew?
Soon enough, these life-saving measures will be given color and life, credence and spotlights by thespians, marking stages with memories and musical magic.
These actors will be brought to stages here, emulating the real-life roles of those who actually saved our lives, risking their own to do so.
It may have all started with a shark attacking a holiday swimmer off a lazy New England beach. But some surgeon was there to make a difference. And Roy Schneider was there on-screen years later to give it life, scaring the daylights out of you.
Enjoy the theater. Celebrate the show. But remember there are sharks still biting in those summer waters and pandemics unknown this world may yet face. But there is a hospital, a doctor, and a nurse practitioner to rise to every occasion. On stages and screens across our nation, there will be actors whose stage roles mimic the real-life episodes of these champions, who save us in emergency rooms everywhere daily.
These are the heroes of our century. They have been mine this past year, and maybe they will be yours tomorrow.
The breadth of professionalism that modern medicine delivers to all of us and our society and its care facilities is something we should always acknowledge and forever appreciate, whether on a stage or in a real-life, late-night, all-night emergency room.
Just remember to keep Jerry Seinfeld and Kramer away from the operating room. Some things you don’t want to be real.
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