reply to post by canadiansenior70
That's a lot for any one person to handle!
Yet you still have a great sense of humor, awesome!!!
I have misdiagnosed, chronic Lyme disease, that resulted in me having Guillain-Barre,
& being paralyzed from the neck down. (I conquered it though!)
When I was being life flighted, an amazing sense of calm came over me.
I just decided to put everything in God's hands, wanted to be strong for my family,
& tried to live in the moment & not to think ahead or worry.
I was very lucky though, I had no real pain, that would be a game changer!
The people in the hospital & later in rehab, questioned my positive, upbeat attitude!
I have always enjoyed making people smile & brightening their day.
Since I was not going to be going anywhere soon, I decided to try to cheer up those around me.
I wear contacts, but since I couldn't take them in or out, I decided to wear my old glasses.
The only problem was, they had broken in half a few days before I went into the hospital!
I wore them anyway, the missing half was on my side that faced away from the door of my room.
Whenever a doctor or nurse came in, I would ask them to please push my glasses up for me,
& then turn my head to face them. It was hilarious to see the different reactions I got!
Some burst out laughing. (Even one stodgy neurologist!) Some tried to pretend they didn't notice!
One said he didn't know that I came in as a car accident patient!
I tried to be a patient they looked forward to seeing, instead of a whiny, complaining one they dreaded!
When I was transferred to rehab to learn to walk again, they asked how I could be so cheerful?
I told them, how could I complain? I have 3 meals a day served to me that I didn't have to cook,
didn't need to do dishes, could pick the channel on TV that I wanted to watch for a change,
had no responsibilities for right now, except to concentrate on getting better!
When I was brought into rehab I had a Foley. The nurse that processed me on admittance,
said they did not allow Foley's there, I would have to use the bathroom or a bedpan like everyone else!
I explained to her that I was paralyzed, but apparently she didn't know what G-B was!
Long story short, when I needed to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night,
she transferred me to a wheelchair & took me into the bathroom.
When she stood me up, of course I collapsed & was dead weight!
Beings that it was the middle of the night, nobody was around to help!
She ended up calling some security guards & a couple of nurses' aids!
Seven people grabbed a hold of me, one on each arm, legs, my head & one on each side in the middle!
There we all were, trying to shuffle me back to my bed, in my skimpy hospital gown!
It only occurred to me much later, why didn't they just put me back into the wheelchair?!
I guess they all panicked! She almost lost her job over it!
But like my great aunt said of her time in a nursing home...I'm teaching them a lot!!!
The first day that I was able to eat in the dining room, I was horrified when they wheeled me in!
Complete silence except for the sound of forks & spoons on food trays! So depressing!!!
In their defense, most of them were knee & hip replacement patients & one from a car accident.
Almost all of them had bad pain & were on meds!
So, I made it my 'job' to talk to my tablemates, find out their stories & make meals fun!
I must have done a good job, because they asked me if I minded switching tables for every meal!
They wanted me to 'spread it around'! It wasn't long before it sounded like a school cafeteria!
The nurses said they used to dread meals, but now they looked forward to them!
People started remembering jokes & telling them,
& watching the news so we could talk about current events.
Of course dealing with sick people every day can get depressing for the nurses & therapists too!
I made sure I didn't leave anyone out!
One physical therapist that had beautiful red hair, wore a pink scrub outfit one day.
It was the perfect color on her, she looked beautiful! I made sure to compliment her on it.
She said her mother had always said that pink was her color!
Turns out her mother had passed away & she was especially missing her that day!
Just being able to talk about her as she did my therapy with me, made HER feel better!
We never know, how far the good ripples that we create, can travel on the 'pond' of life!!!
Wishing you all the best! If you ever need someone to talk to, PM me anytime!!!