Baptist team members Marcy Robinson and Emerson Busby recently submitted beautiful stories about how their co-workers helped them during very difficult times.
Marcy’s husband, Terry – also a Baptist team member – is a two-time cancer survivor. His fellow team members were there for him during both of his cancer journeys. They donated PTO and raised thousands of dollars to help fund his treatment, and they also provided emotional support. Many helped keep his spirits up, and hospital administrator and CEO Paul Cade gave Terry a vial of water from the Sea of Galilee—one of his most prized possessions. Terry treasures this special gift. “That vial of sea water goes everywhere my husband goes,” Marcy said. “It gives him hope and serves as a constant reminder that he is in God’s hands.”
Emerson’s father was dying, but Emerson couldn’t afford to make the five-hour trip to visit him. He reluctantly shared his troubles with his team members, not expecting anything from them. They stepped up anyway, collecting more than enough money to pay for Emerson’s trip home. Even though he arrived shortly after his father passed away, he is so grateful to his fellow team members. “I will never forget what those people at the clinic did for me,” Emerson said. “If I’m ever able to repay them, I will make it my main goal in life.”
Nothing can replace these remarkable displays of kindness and generosity, but we offer a program that can provide additional help. It’s called the Employee Emergency Assistance Fund, and it is one of many the Baptist Memorial Health Care Foundation offers. It provides immediate assistance to team members in crisis and has helped a number of people recover from personal tragedies.
If you ever find yourself in need, the Baptist Foundation is here for you. Simply contact your facility’s pastoral care department or call the Foundation at 901-227-7123. We are blessed to have caring and supportive team members who are always willing to help. And we’re also blessed to have a Foundation that will do the same.
Please read Marcy’s and Emerson’s full stories below, and keep these great stories coming! Send them to me by email, tweet me @jason_m_little or find me on LinkedIn. You can also send it to us by completing this form.
Marcy Robinson’s story
My husband, Terry Robinson, who is also an employee here at Baptist GoldenTriangle, and I have a beautiful story to share. In June of 2016 my husband was diagnosed with stage 3 colon cancer at the age of 40. His journey through that year was somewhat predictable. It started with surgery to remove the tumor from his transverse colon, followed with 6 months of chemotherapy. He was extremely sick from the chemotherapy but continued to work as much as he could. His coworkers were so good to him and stepped up to help him when ever they could, donated their PTO to him, and did their best to keep his spirits up. He made it through that journey and returned back to work full time. It seemed as if life was getting back to normal, or as normal as life can be with 3 teenagers at home. Unfortunately, my husband’s tumor markers began to climb in September of 2017 and his cancer reared its ugly head, once again, in January of 2018. Now he was stage 4 metastatic colon cancer. He underwent surgery in February, but the tumor could not be removed and he would have to undergo chemotherapy to attempt to shrink the tumor. His medical team here at Baptist Golden Triangle, suggested that he consult with a tertiary cancer center, such as MD Anderson in Houston Texas. At this point, our friends and hospital family rallied around us and did every thing they could possibly do to help us. My emergency department family had a bake sale and raised almost two thousand dollars. My coworkers and my husband’s coworkers came together and held a benefit to raise money. Liddie Anderson is my coworker in the ED and her husband, Sam Anderson, was my husband’s partner in EMS. The benefit was actually the brainchild of the Andersons and I can not begin to imagine how much of their personal time was spent organizing this event. My husband’s coworkers also had a raffle ticket sale that raised a lot of money as well. My husband and I have been overwhelmed with the generosity of so many people. It has been a very humbling experience to say the least. I would have never imagined how difficult it is to accept help from so many people, but it is extremely hard! Especially when you are the ones that are accustomed to helping others. Our CEO, Paul Cade, gave my husband a small vial of liquid with sand and shells in it, along with a note. In the note Mr. Cade explained that this small vial of water was from the Sea of Galilee, and it had been one of his treasured possessions. He held it in his hand when he prayed with his daughter as she accepted Jesus Christ as her personal savior. Mr. Cade explained that he had felt compelled to pass his treasure on to my husband. That vial of sea water goes everywhere my husband goes. It gives him hope, and serves as a constant reminder that he is in God’s hands.
Because of our Baptist family’s desire to help us and lift us up, we are able to travel back and forth to Houston Texas. My husband is doing better and has recently stopped chemotherapy to begin immunotherapy. So many of our Baptist family have prayed for us, visited with us, and offered to help us. It’s almost impossible to not remain optimistic when you have so many people on your side! I am so grateful to work for an organization that believes in me and my husband and loves us. I am also grateful for my coworkers, Liddie, Leigh Ann, Jessica, and many more that keep me strong and are my sounding boards. I really don’t know where my husband and I would be right now without our work family. Our journey continues, and we covet the prayers of our coworkers and friends. Thankfully, this story isn’t over yet! I was unable to get a picture downloaded for this submission.
Emerson Busby’s story
I work in maintenance, so I go to all the clinics around town. Well two years ago I went through a rough time with my dad. He got B-Cell Lymphoma Cancer and was in the hospital for a month, maybe a little more. He also wasn’t awake for a long period, but right before we went to see him he woke up. So we knew we had to get down there. The people I saw at some of the clinics of course always ask, “How’s it going?” “What you been up too?” So I told them about my dad, everybody said they were sorry to hear about it and said they would be praying for him, and I thanked them all. I kept trying to pick a time to go see him, but our finances weren’t good at the time. People would ask me am I going to go see him and I would tell them yes, just waiting to save a little. I wasn’t telling people that looking for a handout, never even thought about it that way. Boy did they surprise me though! One of the ladies at one of the clinics told a co-worker to bring me over there to fix something. We showed up and a bunch of the people working there were in there break room and said we want you to have this, and handed me a envelope with a card signed by everyone there and money, I definitely had enough to go see him now. So we planned and went down to see him. They lived in Mississippi and he was in a hospital in Jackson, so it was a 4 or 5 hour drive. As we were heading down to see him in the hospital, my mom said he wasn’t awake again. I tried getting there as fast as I could without speeding, but when I walked in my mom told me he passed a little while before I got there. Even though that I get to see him before he passed I’m still grateful that I was able to go down to be next to my mom, and my brothers and sisters who were there. I will never forget what those people at the clinic did for me, if I’m ever able to repay them, I will make it my main goal in life.