Saturday, November 21, 2009

Touched by an Angel

Today, I was touched by an angel. More specifically, a young woman who has Hodgkin's Lymphoma. I read her blog and can't begin to tell you how much if affected me. I found myself in tears that could not be stopped. In spite of all that has happened to her, she has such strength and will. I wish I could have the same, but I think qualities such as this are reserved for very special people whom God has seen fit to bless. I was touched by an angel today.

Thursday, November 19, 2009

I Feel Like Crap Today!

Between not being able to get my diabetes where I want it, and having some kids that are driving me up the wall, I'm sure I'm slowly losing my mind! When a mere child can tell a teacher to do something that is anatomically impossible, and get away with no punishment something is wrong with the system. When a child can pull the fire alarm 5 times in a row and not be pushished for it, something is wrong. When the teacher down the hall leaves her classroom in total tears, something is wrong. And when I go sit in my car alone and just cry my heart out for the sake of crying, something is wrong. I'll probably survive this, but I must admit I am so very unhappy right now. It's time for at least 1 thing to go right.

Thursday, November 12, 2009

On Suicide Prevention

A young person I know recently told me that "life sucks" and she wanted to end it all. I couldn't believe my ears. Here was a 13 or 14 year old with their entire life ahead of them telling me they wanted to check out. I put everything else on hold so I could spend uninterrupted time with her. Yes, she had her share of problems in life and with her family, but what she needed most was someone to talk to. I spent hours talking to her, and fortunately, she's still alive and unhurt today. I told her something that was told to me years ago when I felt the same way: "When you hurt yourself, the only person's you are hurting are those who love you the most!" When anyone tells you that they want to check out early, it's time to sit back and start listening. It's usually a cry for help, which if it goes unheeded too long, may result in their success and your loss.

My Doctor

After many years of being a patient of my doctor I am considering changing doctors. I'd do anything to stay with her nurse practitioner, who I think knows more than most doctors, but that isn't the issue. I don't mind waiting for an hour to get to see my doctor - at least I didn't used to, but the other day I saw her after the usual wait, and she breezed in, spent maybe 10 minutes with me and then said I needed to come more often because the insurance company doesn't pay her enough to spend any more time with her patients! My ears are still ringing from her saying that. What ever happened to the Hippocratic Oath, or is it now the Hippocritic Oath? She used to be a fabulous doctor, but time has taken its toll. She doesn't seem to keep up her appearance like she used to, she's gotten on a naturopathic kick which I find myself diametrically opposed with, and she's become very brusque. I noticed the changes creeping in months ago, but dismissed them to her possibly having some problems at home, etc. Now I wonder if I've just been fooling myself. Her nurse practitioner is the way that my doctor used to be. She listens to the patient before saying much, and she shows a genuine concern for her patients that puts one at ease with her and willing to tell her what you wouldn't probably tell even your best friend. I'll probably stay with this office until things either get too bad there, or until I find another doctor who is more like her nurse practitioner. I have a friend who's mother is a nurse practitioner in another state. She tells me that they often have more schooling than a lot of the doctors. I believe it!!

Saturday, November 07, 2009

I Had a Dream!!

̇What are dreams anyway? I just woke from a dream that seemed so real. I was next to Lori who was seated in a chair in her hospital room. The hospital had her tied into her chair to keep her from leaving. Lori was famous for getting herself out of the hospital without anyone knowing that she left. She was able to tell me that the restraints were hurting her, and I was able to tell the hospital staff to remove them. It was so real it was like it really happened. Only 2 problems with it that I see. First of all, Lori passed away almost 2 years ago, and second (perhaps the most important part), I don't and haven't dreamed for many years because I am such a light sleeper that the slightest sound will wake me. Last night David (my son) was snoring like an F-16 fighter jet with it's afterburners on breaking the sound barrier. I had my door closed, my noise making machine on high to drown out the sound, and a second pillow wrapped around my ears to lower the sound level. Yet I had a dream - the first one in many years - and I wish I could understand it.

Tuesday, November 03, 2009

Being Afraid

About a week ago, I discovered that I am becoming a type 2 diabetic. It frightens me. Diabetes gallops in my family, and I've tried putting it off as long as possible by dieting, exercising, etc., but it finally caught me. Yes, I caught it very early, and am trying to do all the right things, but I also know what diabetes can do to you, and to say it frightens me is putting it mildly. Everything from going blind to amputation of limbs to numbness to kidney damage. Do we always have to go through this kind of stuff as we get older? Why can't we age gracefully? I know my time isn't nearly up yet, but this is the kind of thing that can hasten it. And I fear it.