The Grandfather Who Taught Me to Listen – Nurse Rodrigo Sánchez

Article published at: Jan 8, 2025
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I worked for a year in a geriatric health center in Guadalajara. There, I met Don Tomás, 89 years old, with moderate-stage dementia. He was calm but repeated one phrase every day: “I have no one left.” At first, we thought it was part of his cognitive decline.

But one day, he asked me to sit with him. He said he had something important to tell me. He began to talk about his wife, who had passed away 15 years earlier, his daughter who lived in another country, and how every morning he woke up hoping someone would listen to him.

We started a routine: every afternoon, I sat with him for 15 minutes. No records, no pressure, just listening. One day he said to me, “Thank you, son, for giving me back my voice.” That deeply touched me.

Nursing is not just technique. Sometimes, it’s being the only one to ask, “How are you today?” When Don Tomás passed away, I felt empty. But also at peace. Because I knew someone listened to him until the end.

That was my greatest lesson: never underestimate the power of time and attention. In a system where everything is fast, listening is revolutionary.

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