Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Doctor, Doctor, I think I am going to die in 59 seconds.
Last night I found myself in emergency (was having difficulty breathing but all ok now) at the hospital up the road and I was once again reminded that a trip to the hospital is never quick. There is a lot of waiting around - for doctors, for tests, for wardsmen to take you to the test, for wardsmen to take you back from the test, for the night staff to catch up the day staff, to get a bed, to get home again.
But I didn't mind. Emergency was full, I was assessed and treated quickly and then they looked after the more critical patients. Everyone was busy. Luckily I soon remembered that there is a lot of waiting in hospitals and as I had nothing to do while I reclined on my little couch I decided to just practice being still. Resting. Praying.
It was a wake up call to the fact that our bodies do need to rest, that we need to be still every once in awhile. Things can wait.
I haven't been blogging much recently as there have been too many other things that have to be done but I miss those quiet minutes I took to reflect. To gather some thoughts and to not feel so tossed by the waves that pound my shores. Some stillness may in fact make the seas a little calmer and easier to sail.
However, I am going to work on how to get those still moments outside the curtains of the emergency ward!