This blog is about my thoughts on my own experience of breast cancer and becoming disabled, on self care, my passion for improving health and healthcare and about heartful leadership in all areas of life.
Monday, 20 October 2014
Dont die wondering
I learned to nurse in Edinburgh. There is nothing quite like the education you
receive in life when you work with people at different stages in their lives.
Whilst there are many sad times you witness at a very tender age as a student
nurse, there is always laughter too. Perhaps it's a human need to find laughter
in the face of so much? But I do think when people connect together in times of
stress and illness, bonds are quickly formed that allow an honesty to emerge if
we let it. In those points of connection be they through tears or laughter,
there is a kind of healing.
some of the older Edinburgh folk I remember so well. They were an age group
when I was young nurse, who had survived so much. Two world wars had robbed
them of family, friends and potential life partners. We frequently met elderly
unmarried women who lived alone in tenement flats that became their prisons.
But many were made of stern stuff, I used to think it was something in the
water here that created such feistiness! Of course they had had to survive
through hard years alone in straightened circumstances. Many of course had
tales to tell and it's one such woman's twinkly eyed response I recalled
recently when we chatted together about her past" pit it this way, hen, I'll no die
wonderin' " she confided to me.
giggled and I said good for you! I loved her honesty and sense of mischief. It
seemed a good motto for life...don't die wondering about what might have been.I'm not suggesting a life of things that wouldn't pass the "would you tell your mother" test of course but more don't regret not trying something you would love to do.
one to rush into decisions and I like to look at all the implications but I
know also that the final test I like to apply is will I regret not giving it a
go. And if the answer is yes, then I find the courage from somewhere to take
the next step.
Cara the lurcher
challenge is I'm hard on myself as I do that and this week I have been reminded
of that. I've been in a bit of pain and finally got some help with it. I had
tried getting annoyed with myself, pushing to my limits, ignoring it and even
had tears of frustration but finally reminded myself of the teaching on the
WEL. In the WEL course we reminded that for life to thrive it needs nurturing. To help us really internalise that process we are encouraged to think about how we might treat a plant or a
pet to deepen the understanding in ourselves of how to care for our own needs better. So this week I
plan to treat myself like a lurcher! I will have regular exercise, rest as much
as I can, eat regularly and who knows i might even do what I'm told.......most of the time!
the motto for my life needs to be ...don't die wondering but be willing to give
yourself a break too? I'm aye learning!