The Human Race

I have a lot of catching up to do, but I am not sure I have the energy tonight. So before this becomes completely irrelevant I want to get it posted. In my last blog I mentioned we came back from a weekend stay in Beit Shemesh and we all had a little bug. Well that was not to be then end of our sick days. In fact we would all be collectively sick for about 2 weeks! A few days after we came back from Beit Shemesh I came down with Mastisitis or a plugged milk duct. I woke up on that Wed. morning at 3:00am with chills and sore milk duct area. Once D figured out how bad I was we were up at the urgent care in minutes. Fortunately we live minutes from even walking. We asked the neighbors to watch our kids. I got sick on the final days of High Holidays at the begining of Simchat Torah. This where my commentary on the human race comes in. The urgent care unit is completely run by Arabs so that Jews don't have to work during the holidays. The same is true on Shabbat. In this day and age there is obviously a lot of tension between Jews and Arabs. It has been an on going war for the last 3,000 years or so and I don't imagine that Condoleza Rice or the Bush Administration can really solve these issues in a few summit meetings. Come on folks this isn't Scooby Doo, mystery sovled in 20 min.! So I was amazed that my medical care would be from "the opposition." The medical care there was excellent. I wound up having to go up every 8 hours for an anti-biotic I.V. drip from Wed. until Sunday AM. I had the same doctor for all but two of those visits. That man worked hard and played to a full house! In the evening after the holiday ended and right before Shabbat and right after there was no room to even wait in the waiting room it was so full. Yet my doctor was very thorough and very respectful and very competent from the first visit until his last visit on shift. In the end my final wrap up came from a different doctor. I wish that this harmony that I witnessed in the Urgent Care could be the way the world runs. It was truly a melting pot of the human race. Jews, both religious and non-religious, Arabs, and people who did not fit either category. Yet, the staff, was courteous and respectful to everyone and each person got the same care and the same treatment. In the waiting room there was not seperate seating, everyone waited together and those who were the worst were offered seats by those who were capable of standing. While it is wonderful see that people shine the brightest under difficult circumstances, I wish that human beings would be that compassionate under the best of circumstances too.