A thought came to my heart earlier today while at dialysis. They stuck me and my arm swelled like a water balloon. Oops. This is not unusual as it happened to me Thursday as well. Good times! Anyway, I felt sorry for the tech who stuck me. She felt terrible. Sometimes they stick you and miss the fistula or graft. It happens. No, it’s not fun, especially if they hit a nerve (which always happens when they have to go higher on my arm), but just the same it s not their fault. I love these girls and they know it, I hope. I would do anything for them. We have a couple techs who are not as confident as maybe the nurses are and I always encourage them. “You can do this, Go ahead. I won’t cry.”
They feel bad enough when things don’t go as well as they could. And I don’t want to make them feel any worse. I want to comfort them, maybe a little good-natured teasing is in order, nothing cruel just a little something to help them relax, and encourage them. As I sat there I said to myself, “Go home and write an e-pistle about the power of loving someone through edification.” And because I’m obedient to do what I’m told, I did.
If someone looks pretty, tell them. If a guy looks good, tell him. When someone is doing a good job, let them know you that you noticed. If you like the scent they’re wearing, tell them. Make others feel good about themselves. It’s an excellent way to love on someone. And it’s worth a million bucks. A compliment goes on forever.
The e-pistle is called, “To Love Somebody”.
I love you,
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