On Being Sensitive

One of our units has a nurse that is crazy. When I say crazy, I mean I really think she is delusional. It's kind of scary that she is still allowed to work even though she has said some really crazy stuff. She told our supervisor that Jesus told her she was getting a new office with a window so she went out and got curtains for those windows. Funny thing is I think Jesus was wrong. Yes she did get a new office, but there are no windows. Who knows, maybe this nurse actually believes there are windows in this office.

I try to avoid this nurse because she is just nuts and tries to push her work off on me. A few weeks ago she cornered me and said I was not doing my job and that maybe I should just spend some more time up on the unit. I am not sure where she figured I was not spending enough time up there because I spend a lot (probably more then I should) of time up there. I went to our boss and he was very upset that she did that and sat her down and told her she had no right to talk to me like that and that it was in fact her not doing her job.

This morning I had to go into the nurses office to get something and I made the mistake of asking how her weekend was. She went on to tell me about this church revival she went to over the weekend. She explained how she got a lot of her anger and guilt out in the 3 day revival. She then went on to tell me how we all need to be saved or we are going to hell. Apparently to her hell is where we burn forever. She made sure she pointed out that it was forever. The real kicker was when she then told me that homosexuality is an abomination and that if I ever wanted any information on being saved or repenting to let her know.

Um, I don't think so. I am pretty happy knowing that my God loves me exactly the way I am. If anyone needs to be saved it would be her.

Yes what she said to me bothered me a little because for a few seconds my JW thinking came back and I thought, "Maybe she is right. Maybe who I love is wrong and that is why I have had so many hard times the past six months". Thankfully one of my favorite co-workers (and boss') were there for me when I needed to vent about what this nurse said. I told them about my thoughts for a brief second and my boss looked at me and said, "Please don't let what she said make you think that. There is nothing wrong with who you love and do not let what she said upset you." I was not upset, I actually thought what the nurse said was kind of funny.

Maybe my heart has become hardened to the mean things people say to me. I used to always be told that I was too sensitive. Maybe I am becoming less sensitive. And to be honest, I think I would be upset if I was becoming less sensitive. I think it's very humbling to be sensitive.

I know too many people that have hard hearts and I never want to be like that. I love the fact that I still cry at commercials, movies I have seen 100 times and when I see a stray dog walking around that has been badly neglected.

Being sensitive is a very good thing in my book and I am proud of that fact that I have feelings and I am not ashamed to show them.