Does Self-Care Matter?
Have you ever felt that you were just too busy to start a fitness routine? Ever skipped cooking to grab Taco Bell? Or missed a night of sleep?
When it comes to taking care of ourselves, we often fall way short. We’re too busy for self-care, so we put it off until “someday”.
I’m a nurse at a major healthcare organization. I was highly encouraged to receive the COVID-19 vaccine. So, last week I decided to get it done.
After my shift, I went down to the administration site.
I waited in line.
I sat down.
I got the jab.
And you won’t believe what happened next…
What Happened Next…
Soon after being injected into my arm muscle, the vaccine was absorbed into my bloodstream. The RNA “instructions” were discovered by one of my cells, let’s call him Ralph. Ralph diligently followed the instructions to build a spike protein. …
To those insisting that we “heal” from last week’s events at the capital and simply “come together in unity”, I have a message: That’s not how healing works.
Transcript from an appointment at Just Heal Medical Center:
Patient: So doc, I’ve been having this intense pain in my back the last few days. And then last night, when I was taking a leak, I noticed that my pee was like… bloody.
Doctor: Mmhmm, I see. I recommend that you go home and heal.
Patient: What? I’m in a lot of pain, I think something is wrong with my kidney.
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What a Time to Be a Parent
On the best of days, parents wear a lot of hats: Playmate. Stylist. Chauffeur. Chef. Therapist.
But these days, with this pandemic, we’ve had to try on a few hats that aren’t so comfortable: Teacher. Warden. Epidemiologist.
The latter is particularly challenging.
How do I explain to my three-year-old that she can’t play at the park- “But I promise I not make the kids sick!”
How do I tell my hyper-social elementary student that he won’t be seeing his classmates for months?
Even as a nurse, I…
Yesterday, I noticed that my next-door neighbor had taped several large, colorful hearts on their front window. My daughter, Rylan, was delighted to see them.
“I know! We make hearts too!”
Thrilled to have an activity to keep her occupied, I was instantly on board. “Let’s do it!”
Within minutes our living room was covered with construction paper, markers, crayons, scissors, and glue sticks. We worked together to create several colorful hearts.
Rylan helped me tape them to the window and we went outside to admire our handy work.
Stay Calm and Take Action
The last few months have been chaotic. Fear is running rampant. The internet is ablaze with more misinformation than usual.
While some people are panic buying hundreds of rolls of toilet paper, others are picking up cheap airline tickets. Some are walking around in face masks, while others assure you that “it’s just like the flu”. Some people are boarding up their windows and retreating to underground bunkers, while others are whining that their sports-ball game was canceled.
Generally, when you see two extreme viewpoints, the truth can be found in the middle. I’m going…
Crap, time to round. Alright, I’ll see 317 first. She needs her thyroid pill. Oh yea, 311 needs his pain med, I’ll go there next. Knock. Smile. I hope she’s not too chatty. Ok, here’s your pill. Take the pill… Take the pill! Okay good, now to get 311’s Oxy. Shoot, phone ringing. 328 is throwing up? Crap, I’ll be right there! Grab some Zofran. Here you go. Better? Good. Alright, on to 311. What’s that? Oh, sure I can help you reposition. Alright 1,2,3… Oh no, he’s incontinent. Let’s get him cleaned up. Ok, there we go. Phone ringing…