Oh Mr. Music Man, can you come play for me?

//Oh Mr. Music Man, can you come play for me?

Oh Mr. Music Man, can you come play for me?

Walking through the Oncology Department at a local hospital recently, I heard a voice call out behind me. Turning around, Carla was standing in the doorway to her room wearing her gown and holding her IV pole. With her other hand, she waved me back to her room. “I saw you walk by and thought you might be able to play for me. I could really use some music right now.”
Carla returned to her room and climbed into bed as I entered and introduced myself. A bundle of energy, Carla was talking non-stop about her condition. Almost manic, I waited for her to pause. Then she took a breath and said, “It’s been a rough day and I really need some music right now. Music can be so calming, don’t you think?”
I nodded in agreement and began to play. But with the first note from my guitar, her countenance changed like the sun disappearing behind a dark cloud. Carla’s face revealed an inner pain that could no longer be suppressed. She closed her eyes, let out a long sigh and began to cry. I continued playing as one of the nursing techs came in to see if she was all right.
“I’m fine,” Carla said between sobs, “I’m really…. I’m OK… I just need to….” and the sobs continued. The tech asked if she was sure and Carla nodded her head in reply. As the tech left, I continued playing while Carla sat quietly on her bed.
After 20 minutes and with eyes still closed, Carla’s tempest began to subside. With tears still glistening on her cheeks, Carla began to smile. Her face reminded me of the golden sunlight that breaks through the clouds after a summer storm right before sunset. It was then that I realized that I was playing an instrumental arrangement of “You’ll Never Walk Alone”. Then, Carla began to sing,
“At the end of the storm, there’s a golden light,
and the sweet, silver song of the dove.
Walk on through the wind; walk on through the rain,
though your dreams are tossed and blown.
Walk on; walk on, with hope in your heart
For you’ll never walk alone.
You’ll never walk alone.”
Carla opened her eyes and smiled. No longer anxious, she explained that “You’ll Never Walk Alone” was played at her high school graduation and that she hadn’t thought of the song in years. But hearing it again, she was reminded of the hope that she could hold on to as she faced this new life challenge of defeating her cancer.
As I prepared to leave, Carla thanked me for playing for her and told me that while she knew the music would help her relax, she hadn’t expected that a special song that had inspired her long ago would again comfort and encourage her as she faced the days ahead. Then she said, “Your music just might be the best medicine I have received during my treatment!”
I pray that Carla finds the courage and strength to face each day of her journey and experiences the peace that passes all understanding in the midst of her trials. Carla, celebrate each day as a precious gift and look ahead with hope in your heart, for you’ll never walk alone. You’ll never walk alone.

2018-07-22T20:21:14+00:00 July 9th, 2018|Patient Experiences|0 Comments

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