The May 29, 2012 edition of Binah (page 14) has a story "Savoring Shabbos" which is the first person account of a young wife and mother, who had appendicitis erev Shabbos in Jerusalem. She was forced to go to Shaarei Tzedek Hospital 2 hours before Shabbos to have emergency surgery. I found her method of comforting herself quite disquieting. However I have been told that this is not unusual for girls who attend Jerusalem Seminaries for Americans.
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As I lay uncomfortably upon my stretcher, the inspiring words of Pearl Benisch, in her book To Vanquish the Dragon, came to mind. She described her arrival in Auschwitz on a Friday night. As she and her fellow group of Bais Yaakov girls were about to be marched to their barracks, Tzila Orlean approached them and wished them a gut Shabbos. Mrs. Benisch questioned how a woman could greet her friends in such a manner in front of the smoke stacks of Auschwitz. Her answer gave me much strength on that challenging Shabbos:
Good Shabbos. How do those two words sound... when said amidst the stench of burning human flesh? But it was Shabbos in the whole world, including this living inferno. Even here, G-d, it was Your holy Shabbos, and Your children remembered it...
If those tzidkaniyos were able to acknowledge the arrival of Shabbos in Auschwitz, then certainly I could feel the arrival of Shabbos in Shaare Zedek Hospital. As I lay in my little cubicle waiting for surgery I felt fortunate to be in a frum hospital in Yerushalayim, surrounded by Yidden. I felt the peaceful radiance of the Shabbos Queen, and I knew that I was in Hashem's Hands.












