I am going to visit Larry Bird in the hospital in the next day or so. He just had knee surgery and he will be sidelined for a while.
This is not the Larry Bird you are thinking about. He is the Larry Bird nobody knows about who works out in my gym at Planet Fitness.
A couple years ago there is no way I would visit him in the hospital because I thought most people wanted to be left alone following surgery or an illness. Then I found myself in the hospital for five days and hoped that every set of foot steps I heard in the hallway were coming to my room.
I talked to other patients, including a man diagnosed with cancer, and they all talked about the importance of visitations.
When we are down and out we need people more than we need peace and quiet. I was happiest when my room was filled and full of banter than when it was desolate and quiet.
Besides, you get enough peace and quiet late at night and early the next morning.
It is great to know that somebody cares. I cried when my neighbors Joe and Nancy poked their heads in when I was a patient at Henry Ford Hospital. I thought I’d never see them again and was overcome with joy when I saw them.
A few of my friends apologized for not visiting. They did not hear from me and thought I needed solitude. Some did come and it brought the biggest smile on my face. Now I am a hospital visitor, not guy who will stay away.
I know Larry Bird is in pain as he recovers from knee surgery. I simply want to bring a smile to his face.