After posting a couple of pretty dark memories, I thought it might be nice to share something lighter, so I rooted through what bits I could remember, until I came across a particularly special memory. Even now, I still smile, while thinking of this moment. :)
The Nurse's Office
Copyright 2021 by Heather Rose Brown
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I sometimes wonder if the person who thought it was a good idea to pave a school playground with the same material used to pave roads didn't like children very much. Or maybe they just didn't like clumsy children ... like me.
I'm not sure if I'd been tripped, or if I'd stumbled over my own feet, but however it happened, I'd been sprawled out on my stomach in the middle of the playground, and bawling my eyes out. Eventually, someone helped me up, and led me into the school.
By the time we reached the nurse's office, I'd mostly cried myself out, and was just sniffling when I was introduced to the school nurse. I flinched when she reached for my hand, but she was careful to not touch my scraped palms, and I relaxed a bit.
I don't remember exactly what she said to me, but her voice was soft and comforting while she led me by the wrist to a bed. After sitting me down, she opened a foil package, pulled out a folded cloth, then gently wiped away the dirt and grit.
Once she was done cleaning my hands, she stood up, and started pulling a curtain around the bed. When I asked her why she was doing that, she said, "I'm going to need you to remove your blouse so I can take care of your elbow."
I was pretty confused at first. I looked down, just to make sure, but I still had on the same shirt I'd put on in the morning. The left arm had a hole in it from when I fell on my elbow, but it was the arm of a shirt, not a blouse.
Then it hit me. She knew. Somehow, without me saying anything, she saw I was really a girl. She was pulling the curtain around, so nobody who wandered into the office would see me topless.
I felt giddy, and grinned like a lunatic, when a weight I'd forgotten I was carrying was lifted from me. Someone finally saw what I'd been trying to explain to my parents. It had taken a complete stranger to see the truth.
If I could have, I would have never have left the nurse's office again.
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Thanks
The world has a fair scattering of quiet heroes who help get the rest of us through life without a lot of fan fare. It is only in later year that such acts of kindness are realized & appreciated. Thanks for reminding me of such heroes. Another Brian
Quiet heros ...
... are some of the most special people ever. I dunno how I woulda coped without 'em.
a happy memory
are always nice to share.
thanks, and huggles !
Happy memories ...
... are nice but bein' able to share 'em is even nicer! :)
{{{hugging back}}}
What a sweet memory!
I wish I had even one such memory to remember. The only people who were aware of who I really was and didn't hurt me for it was my best girlfriend and her mother. I would have loved for someone to have seen on their own that I was in the wrong body.
I'm glad to hear ...
... about your girlfriend and her mom. I hope you have more supportive people now and in the future.
Playground pavement
How odd, I thought my PS101 grade school was the only one with asphalt covering nearly the entire playground. Gotta admit we didn't get muddy but you had to be careful jumping off the swings.
Thanks for a sweet story and the memories of our youth.
>>> Kay
Maybe the same person ...
... who paved your playground, did ours too? I'm glad you enjoyed this memory! :)
My anecdote was when i went into hospital
for back surgery. I was transitioned and post op for many years, and one of the nurses in the prep room embarrassed her male colleague by saying to me loudly, "He hasn't asked you yet, has he?"
"Asked me what?" I replied having no idea what she was on about.
"We have to do the procedure under X-ray, and we need to be certain you aren't pregnant."
Without disclosing why I wasn't, I assured them of the fact and they were all happy. I went down to theatre smiling.
Angharad
*smiling*
Having that sort of confirmation as always nice. :D
Mammogram
I went for my mammogram recently and the nurse asked if I could be certain I was not pregnant. I assured her that I was certain. {{{;>
Then she asked if I remembered when my last period was and I told her that at my age, I wasn't sure when my last breakfast had been. We both laughed. My medical history is accurate, she just wasn't looking at the right line.
See my story here "What Really Happened on Mulberry Street" (writing as Storytimer) for another account of validation.
{{{;>
Wanda
I got asked by a doctor how my periods were
had to tell her I've never had one
I remember ...
... having a nurse try to convince to get a pap smear, and me trying to explain to her why that just wouldn't be possible for me to do. I'm still not sure if she really believed me, or if she thought I was just trying to avoid being examined.
Seeing past the Facade
There are people who are able to see past the body shell one was born with. Your nurse chose a profession which those like herself find their gift useful in helping others. It's way more than the skills and knowledge they learned in medical school.
Pleasing to know you experienced that and remembered.
Hugs Heather
Barb
When we finally learn all there is to know we realize we know nothing.
Oklahoma born and raised cowgirl
I dunno ...
... if it was her bein' a nurse, or somethin' else, that made it possible for her to see me, but I'm def glad she did. I'm even more glad now, to know folk who can see the real me. :)
{{{hugging back}}}
I reckon it was her being
I reckon it was her being able to "see" you that made her a nurse.
I'd never really thought about it ...
... but I can sorta see how being able to sense something most others either miss or ignore might have been something that led her to becoming a nurse.
This is a truly awesome story.
I'm sorry I missed it when it was published.
Thank you!
It's been a while since I've posted anything, so it's nice to see people are still reading stuff I wrote! :)