Rhythm of the Night

I had a moment at work tonight that I consciously thought "never forget this moment." It was precious! One of the nurses was doing a tube feeding for her patient, an older man- so cute. I am not sure what kind of surgery he had done but he has white hair, cute as can be African man! So he is sitting on his bed, his nurse is standing there giving him his tube feeding through his nasogastric tube. The radio is on. The radio station here plays quite old American music. But I think this time they had a CD in. It was something like Monster Ballads, Jock Jams or Dance Party '95 something along those lines. Well, the song "Rhythm of the Night" was on. Remember that one??? All of us who went to Junior high/high school dances in the 90s do! Well, so the music is playing and this dear man, sitting with his dressed wound, tube out of his nose, hospital gown- he is bobbing his head not to miss a beat to this classic 90s tune. I wish you could have seen it! It was priceless! Oh, thank God for the simple things that bring such joy!