BlondGirl
Aim for the Bullseye ; )
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Even though I had the flu for the longest time and now have a cold (I was better for almost a week) and am again sleeping with the joys of codeinne and hacking up my lungs in the most unattractive-horse-death-sound imaginable, I am still trying to keep a positive attitude.
I keep reminding myself that as shitty as I feel and as depressed as I get, I am still not a refugee from Afganistan or the AIDS infected wife and mother of a family where every person has HIV and living in a poor slum in South Africa. I try to be thankful that my own problems are mine since I find them so managable.
Yesterday, I had a special patient. I will call her Suzy. Suzy came in for some pain she was having. While there with me in my office, she talked a bit about her kids and past. She talked about how the OB told her while she was in labor with her youngest that time was money and she was wasting both and he was going to section her. She left the hospital after that when her baby was 3 months old. The doctor made house calls to her to help her with her IV's and such. He goofed and cut into her intestines and she got that oh-so-lovely infection. Of course, when she was able to know what was going on, she learned that she was the lucky recipient of a colon resection. (Meaning she will have problems shitting for the rest of her life. She now centers her life aound it and will never be able to work outside her home.)
Suzy has two older children. Both of them have cancer.
And now she has a problem with a completely separate section of her body.
She told me that every time someone whines about their problems in front of her, that she simply states the facts of hers. I am impressed. She uses her sufferring to enlighten others.
I wanted so much to give her a hug, but figured that she would not want my germs. I am considering sending her an anonymous card telling her what an impact she has on others and thanking her for exhibiting the grace that she does.
Of course, her soft-spoken descriptions made me all the more grateful that this bug is all I really have to worry about when it comes to my current comfort level.
I am curious about the thoughts that my other fellow Literoticans use to keep their attitudes in proper perspective. Anybody care to share?
I keep reminding myself that as shitty as I feel and as depressed as I get, I am still not a refugee from Afganistan or the AIDS infected wife and mother of a family where every person has HIV and living in a poor slum in South Africa. I try to be thankful that my own problems are mine since I find them so managable.
Yesterday, I had a special patient. I will call her Suzy. Suzy came in for some pain she was having. While there with me in my office, she talked a bit about her kids and past. She talked about how the OB told her while she was in labor with her youngest that time was money and she was wasting both and he was going to section her. She left the hospital after that when her baby was 3 months old. The doctor made house calls to her to help her with her IV's and such. He goofed and cut into her intestines and she got that oh-so-lovely infection. Of course, when she was able to know what was going on, she learned that she was the lucky recipient of a colon resection. (Meaning she will have problems shitting for the rest of her life. She now centers her life aound it and will never be able to work outside her home.)
Suzy has two older children. Both of them have cancer.
And now she has a problem with a completely separate section of her body.
She told me that every time someone whines about their problems in front of her, that she simply states the facts of hers. I am impressed. She uses her sufferring to enlighten others.
I wanted so much to give her a hug, but figured that she would not want my germs. I am considering sending her an anonymous card telling her what an impact she has on others and thanking her for exhibiting the grace that she does.
Of course, her soft-spoken descriptions made me all the more grateful that this bug is all I really have to worry about when it comes to my current comfort level.
I am curious about the thoughts that my other fellow Literoticans use to keep their attitudes in proper perspective. Anybody care to share?