I will admit that I am becoming emotionally attached to the patients at the cancer center.
I am uncomfortable with my inability to communicate with those patients who speak only Spanish but continue my language lessons so that I can better communicate with them when they arrive for their appointments. I would enjoy making small talk with them if I could only speak their language.
Recently, I have noticed an odd phenomenon. When a new Spanish-only patient arrives and communicates with me in only his or her native language (even after I have indicated that I speak only English), another established patient will approach my desk and begin to translate the conversation between me and the new patient.
I graciously thank the patient who took the time to translate for us but silently wonder and think about the random act of kindness that took place when a patient stepped in to help me communicate with another patient.
I am constantly surprised by unexpected kindness and the feeling caused by this kindness remains with me.
I can’t help but care deeply for the people I work with every day.