The Sun was setting off and the evening colours that emerged turned darker. The patient buzzer rang and the nurse rushed to the bed. Mary was sitting on the edge of her bed.

 ‘Mary, are you alright?’ the concerned nurse inquired. 

‘No I am not, I have lost my way and I can’t go back home. It’s getting dark, I want to go home. My daughter said she would come and pick me up, I don’t want to be alone, can you sit here with me love?’ frightened Mary replied. 

Mary had a condition that would make her forget everything. The nurse who knew about her sat there beside her, held her hand and helped her to vent out whatever fears she had within. Time was running out, there was a lot of things the nurse had to finish off before the night shift nurses came in. She explained Mary the  surroundings and that she is safe and put her to sleep. 

That fear of being in an unidentifiable situation grips an unavoidable restlessness in one’s heart. Let’s not overlook or make fun of such events. Let us take their hand and hear them and empathize for we know not what lies ahead of us!