Of becoming a martyr

I Still Know Who She Is

It was a busy morning in a hospital, when an elderly gentleman, presented to have stitches removed from his thumb. He stated that he was in a hurry and he has an appointment, 30 minutes from now. Then one of nurse came there and examined his wound and started to re-dress up his wound.

While taking care of his wound, that nurse engaged for a conversation with the old man. On the conversation that nurse ask from the old man, “Where do you have to visit in 30 minutes from now?”

The man told her, that he needed to go to the nursing home to eat breakfast with his wife. Then that nurse inquired about the health of his wife. He told that she is a victim of Alzheimer disease.

While they are talking, nurse finished dressing his wound, then the nurse asked “if you are late then the she would be worried about it?”

He replied that “No it won’t, coz’ she no longer knows who I am and she had not recognized me for last five years.”

Nurse was surprised, and asked him, “And you are still going every morning, even though she doesn’t know who you are?“

He smiled and patted nurse’s hand and said, “She doesn’t know me, but I still know who she is.”