Thank You for the Thank You
On New Year’s Eve, my toddler was sick. Lethargic and draggy most of the day, he became whiny by afternoon, then he developed a fever. I knew he had an ear infection. I also knew the pediatrician’s office was closed for the holiday.
So at 7 p.m. I got him dressed, strapped him into his car seat, and headed to the insta-care. Which was also closed for the holiday. My mind was racing. Tomorrow is a holiday, too. Am I supposed to wait two more days to get this kid some help? Do we go to the ER for an ear infection?
Then I remembered my neighbor Brandon. He’s a physician’s assistant. I called. “Do you have your ear-looker thing with you?” I asked. He did, and he said we could come over.
Ear infection all right. Brandon got out his pad, wrote the prescription, and within the hour my little man was on his way to feeling better.
How do you thank someone for that? For making a sick kid well when no one else was around?
I hopped online and made a card. A personal one with a picture of my kid on the front. On the inside, a note in my own font that looks like my handwriting, telling him how grateful I was for what he did for us. Then I clicked send, and the thank-you was on its way to being dropped in the mail.
The following Sunday Brandon’s wife Emily stopped me in the hallway at church to thank me for the thank-you card. “Is it weird that I have it on my fridge?” she said. “It’s not even a picture of my own baby!”
I’ve never been thanked for a thank-you before. It’s making me realize how important it is to be grateful for the people in my life who make a difference. Send the good things back around.