Listening to the soul…
Nana on Nov 5th 2009 10:05 am
Just as the leaves blow in the wind my soul lately has been flowing through myself…discontent, searching and discovering unspoken reality. I have mentioned I have come full circle this week, having spent 3 uncomfortable hours in the dentist chair…
WHEN THE BODY GOES….
It started a couple of years ago with a toothache. That was the beginning of a personal physical odessey that I have yet to master. Next, I went to get new glasses which required an exam where I was told that it would do no good to get new glasses until I came in for eye surgery. After being prodded by my daughter I relented to the procedure…which I needed in both eyes (But one at a time.)
Because of complications I sat for 3 months being blind. It was a lonely experience and gave me a lot of time to think and ponder. Needless to say I have not completed the procedure with the other eye. It was that tramatic…
FIRST BROKEN BONE…
A few months later I fell going up the stairs and broke my right leg in half. I don’t mess around I always do a good job of it. As I lay upon the front porch with what appeared to be a big crowd just watching me…I tried to tell myself this just is not happening. The next thought was how I was going to get myself out of this.
Of course, there was no getting out of it and eventually the firetruck and ambulance arrived. With the ensuing months came the trying test of patience and tolerance and tears. Suddenly my limitations had me at a stand still. Needy, immobile and dependant upon family I once again found the hard to take feelings of humility. I would momentarily have waves of pride but they would soon dissolve into reality…
After 4 months I finally moved back upstairs…a triumph for me and a blessing for my family. In this way I would be holed up into my own little place and they need not have to always walk around me and my stuff. I don’t believe I learned all I should have concerning patience and tolerance but I did realize that my life would not be complete without the service and dedication of those who attended me. To have to rely upon others is humbling….
I have accumulated a number of things to assist me… a cane, a walker, a wheelchair and the best red hot scooter in existence. Confinement can play on the mind…there is a sense of security in cocooning, conveniences also, like not having to wear shoes or a bra. A muu-muu and slouch socks became my wardrobe. I have learned to live on a lot less…
BECOMING A BUTTERFLY….
There came a day when life needed to be lived and venturing out was a necessity. I had to retrain my walk and how I got into the car. With me has come my constant companion..my cane and wheelchair. The months passed and I became more mobile but was constantly tired. Carrying myself about was draining and my family became concerned.
After another doctor visit I was once again pushed into a bevy of tests…and a couple days later was called to be told I was severely anemic and must go into the hospital for a blood tranfusion. From there it was a colonoscopy and upper GI that revealed a stomach of ulcers. That created a number of complications with medications….
So, how have I come full circle…? Last week I went to the dentist with a broken tooth.., been there , done that!! Full circle….
Folks…I don’t know all that I must learn from all this but I have learned to take the GAS and go with the flow…
Such is life! Be still my soul….
PS: The other eye isn’t even on my calendar yet….
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