Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs. His bed was next to the room’s only window. The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back. The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation.
Every afternoon when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.
The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.
The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.
As the man by the window described all this in exquisite detail, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the picturesque scene.
One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by.
Although the other man couldn’t hear the band – he could see it. In his mind’s eye as the gentleman by th! e window portrayed it with descriptive words.
Days and weeks passed.
One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep. She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away.
As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.
Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside.
He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed.
It faced a blank wall. The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window
The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall.
She said, “Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you.”
Happy Fuzzy Friday everyone!! This week’s Fuzzy Friday Features comes to US from one of my personal favorite places in New York, the Bronx Zoo!! The zoo is a buzz with news of new fuzz as it welcomes not one, but two new additions to it’s exhibits this week. The two new fuzzy and not so fuzzy friends are a newborn baby gibbon and a 100 year old tortoise, one representing new life while the other, an attempt to preserve a living legacy.
Rocket, a 100 year old tortoise who until recently resided at the Tulsa Zoo in Oklahoma, celebrated his departure to live at the Bronx Zoo with a big send off on January 16th, 2013. The 600lb Aldabra Tortoise is leaving his Tulsa home where he has resided since 2009 not only to be a part of the Bronx Zoo’s new giant tortoise exhibit, but also to try and conserve his species by breeding with other giant tortoises at his new home. The Aldabra Tortoise is one of the largest tortoises in the world and is from the islands of the Aldabra Atoll in the Seychelles.
The second new addition to the Bronx Zoo family is an adorable, wily, white-cheeked baby gibbon. Born on November 24th, 2012, the precious primate was born at the Wildlife Conservation Society zoo and was the first white-cheeked gibbon to be bred at the zoo since 2000. The bouncing baby gibbon was born to proud parents Christine and Milton and will join the Bronx Zoo’s Jungle world indoor rainforest habitat.
Have a great weekend everyone!!
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