Friday, March 10, 2006

Jan was dancing in the corridor of Wing D5

Ever felt like dancing wherever the urge to dance hits you? Jan went for a wheelchair ride this evening with me. This counts as a date, and she owed me one.

She even changed her hospital gown for a pajamas and a Jan's blue house coat, put on her red hairband and off we went!. The corridors were deserted at this time, except for the occasional staffer, so I asked Jan if she wanted to dance with me. She smiled and rolled her eyes. I started singing the Impossible Dream, and gently turning her wheelchair chair. She had a big grin on her face... I remembered happy times.

We went to the cafeteria, bought some Italian wedding soup and fruit juice. We shared the soup. Every time I asked her if she liked it, she said: Ahhh!, Yes. It was so moving to see how much she appreciated this. When I asked her is she liked the dance, she cried. It must be so frustrating not to be able to do something as simple as dance. I felt humbled and ashamed for taking so many things for granted in my life.

Tonight, I felt very happy to dance with Jan. The next time you hear some music, please dance in Jan's honour and think about the blessing of being able to dance.

-Fede

2 comments:

orestn said...

Woo-hoo Jan! The other night when me and J visited you, your leg was kicking as you slept. I bet you were dreaming of dancing a polka!

Unknown said...

Jan is so lucky to have you, Fede. Especially right now. Thanks for being there to help her mend her body and soul.