Last night my four-and-a-half year old granddaughter was bitten on the leg by a dog, leaving an ugly 2-inch wound. Our daughter rushed her to the nearest hospital (St. Michael's in Texarkana, TX) dragging along her 3 year-old-daughter because her husband, our son-in-law, couldn't watch her since he was out of town working. My wife met her at the hospital and I followed a short time later.
Shortly after I arrived at the Emergency Room, they wheeled my granddaughter out of the triage room into the general waiting room area. She was holding a kitchen towel around her leg, trembling and crying. Everyone kept telling her how brave she was being but I could see the fear and pain in her eyes and face.
We kept asking when they were going to give her something for the pain until finally a nurse came over and said they couldn't give her anything until she'd been taken back to an examination room and seen by a doctor.
So . . . my little granddaughter had to sit there for who knows how long (it seemed like forever) holding a dish towel around her leg, suffering in pain and shock. I held her hand and prayed for her, occasionally hugging her when the agony became too much for her and she'd break down in tears again. Her whole body was trembling.
What kind of heartless “policy” does something like that to a little girl? How could someone, anyone, in their right mind ever decide it was preferable to let a child suffer in torment than to help her? Simple Christian compassion would dictate giving her at least something to ease the pain while she waited to be seen by a doctor. A local, spray-on pain reliever would be the least they could do. This is supposedly a Christian hospital after all.
I understand the lawsuits and court decisions that have turned the practice of medicine inside-out and upside-down over the last 40 or 50 years, and I understand the influx of non-paying patients who've strained hospital resources to the limit. Liberals and their government-god have nearly destroyed the health care industry in America. It's not the hospital's fault.
I understand all of that.
But the simple act of understanding something doesn't mean you agree with it. For instance, I understand Socialism perfectly – and hate it with every bone in my body.
I look at the savage cruelty of those making flimsy excuses for letting a little girl suffer and cry, and reflect on what Jesus said in Matthew 25:44-45,
“Then they also will answer Him, saying, ‘Lord, when did we see You hungry or thirsty or a stranger or naked or sick or in prison, and did not minister to You?’”
“Then He will answer them, saying, ‘Assuredly, I say to you, inasmuch as you did not do it to one of the least of these, you did not do it to Me.’”
If a four-and-a-half year-old little girl doesn't qualify as the least of these then I don't know who does. And those who made the inhuman “policy” decision to let her suffer needlessly, crying and trembling, deserve to be publicly called out for what they truly are – monsters.