Health Alert: Dangerous New Virus

There is a dangerous virus being passed around electronically, orally,
and by hand.

This virus is called Weary-Overload-Recreational-Killer (WORK). If you
receive WORK from any of your colleagues, your boss, or anyone else via
any means DO NOT TOUCH IT. This virus will wipe out your private life
completely.

If you should come into contact with WORK, put your jacket on and take
two good friends to the nearest grocery store. Purchase the antidote
known as Work-Isolating-Neutralizer-Extract (WINE) or
Bothersome-Employer-Elimination-Rebooter (BEER). Take the antidote
repeatedly until WORK has been completely eliminated from your system.

You should forward this warning to 5 friends. If you do not have 5
friends, you have already been infected and WORK is controlling your
life.

This is what Love is all about

Got this from Julie, thought it was nice and would pass it on...

It was a busy morning, about 8:30, when an elderly gentleman
in his 80's, arrived to have stitches removed from his thumb.
He said he was in a hurry as he had an appointment at 9:00 am.

I took his vital signs and had him take a seat, knowing it would be
over an hour before someone would to able to see him.

I saw him looking at his watch and decided, since I was not busy with
another patient, I would evaluate his wound. On exam, it was well
healed, so I talked to one of the doctors, got the needed supplies to
remove his sutures and redress his wound.

While taking care of his wound, I asked him if he had another
doctor's appointment this morning, as he was in such a hurry.
The gentleman told me no, that he needed to go to the nursing home
to eat breakfast with h is wife. I inquired as to her health.
He told me that she had been there for a while and that she was
a victim of Alzheimer's Disease.

As we talked, I asked if she would be upset if he were a bit late.
He replied that she no longer knew who he was, that she had not
recognized him in five years now. I was surprised, and asked him,
"And you still go every morning, even though she doesn't know who you
are?"

He smiled as he patted my hand and said, "She doesn't know me,
but I still know who she is."

I had to hold back tears as he left, I had goose bumps on my arm,
and thought, "That is the kind of love I want in my life."

True love is neither physical, nor romantic.
True love is an acceptance of all that is, has been, will be,
and will not be.

The happiest people don't necessarily have the best of everything;
they just make the best of everything they have.