Today in work a patient about to go to sleep for major surgery said I can't believe how calm I am. We given him 4mg of midazolam, I was surprised he was still able to talk! I said to him that might be the drugs! He replied I like to think it's the people I have praying for me. Nay it's the drugs mate, unless you'd like to see them try to pray you through your surgery
My Southern Baptist sister had breast cancer about 30 years ago; it came back four years ago and metastasized in her bones. However, she is in remission and her cancer markers have been normal for at least three years. When she has a check-up, she posts the results on Facebook, her friends write, "Thank the Lord!" There will be about five or six such comments and then, Gwen posts: "Thank medical science!" No one ever agrees with me.
Funny. I don't even believe in spirits. Or any kind of mysticism. You seem interesting. And atractive. But Arizona is a long way from Oregon.Let me know if you own a private jet. Seriously though, long-distance relationships don"t work. But, pleased to make your aquaintence.
Hello Josephine. Sorry I didn't use your name. I figured you already knew it. But seriously, I like your photo for some reason I can't name. I mean, obviously you are cute. And anyway, a beautiful face is reducible to a series of mathematical equations.
First, i sincerely hope you didn't say that to the patient, @Josephine.
Every person needs something different, especially in moments of crisis.
So in my opinion, no one has the right to say they're wrong if they're receiving comfort from a belief system to which we don't prescribe?
No one has that right.