The Incredible Power of Kindness
Every month since my stroke comes a day of absolute terror: the day I receive an injection in my eyeball to treat my retinal hemorrhage.
Yet, every month, the Sanford Eye Center is so family-like and so kind that I come away with only good memories.
Some people only see and talk about the bad things in life but as I suffer from chronic, indeed, terminal optimism, without which I couldn't survive this crazy life, I only see the good. So each month, I write an email to Sanford Patient Relations to tell them how wonderful their Eye Center is because "credit where credit is due."
Here's this month's email. I hope you find it as amusing to read as I found it amusing to write.
I'd rather write than eat.