Yikes! And there it is… that horrible, despicable, intensely cringeworthy moment. Uncle Merv has once again decided to explain the ins and outs of his knee surgery - performed 20 years ago, mind you - while the current patient sits silently, gritting her teeth in a combination of severe agony and angst. The patient’s thumb pounds the powerful red morphine button just a second too late; And as she softly drifts off, her relief is all-too-often interrupted by the words of recent AA convert Aunt Maggie warning of the dangers that modern medicine will most definitely bring.
Let’s get this straight…
Someone you know ill? Watch what you say. Watch where you say it. Watch to whom. Watch when.
A slipped disk does not even remotely compare to Lupus. Nope.
Child birth does not compare to CRPS/RSD. Nice try. Wanna trade?
A double hip replacement is in no way, shape, or form the same as a Mastectomy.
NO! NO! NO!
Last but not least…
If the patient wants to talk, you don’t get to. No ifs, ands, or buts on that one. If the patient wants to cry, you get tissues. No ifs, ands, or buts on that one. You see where I’m going? The LA Times really got this. They even drew a diagram. It’s amazing and you should read the article. Ok? Click on the headline.
Ps: Ice cream. Always. And tea. Cups & cups.
(Trust! I am small, but I am wise.) xx
**It should be noted though, that while I agree with the LA Times on their analysis of how annoying it is for totally ridiculous medical conditions to be compared (Not a joke: I’ve had far too many randoms approach me at the grocery store to tell me about their golf injuries for it to be ok anymore…) I don’t 100% agree with their ‘ring theory’.
Why not? I find that one of the most balancing things for me has been my amazing friends and followers coming to me with their problems. Dump IN, Comfort IN and OUT… per say. It makes me feel real. Like a proper person capable of handling things. Besides, is that not my job?! To make people feel better in some small way? If I can’t do that then what’s left?*