Remember the Imagination of a Cardboard Box

I might have posted about this before, but currently I’m fighting off another migraine, currently I’m into day #2.  It wasn’t that long since the last one, which I’ve since discovered may have been symptoms of a viral infection, but that has been and gone.  This one I can only put down to dehydration over Christmas, not enough water, even a few days leading up to Christmas.  But, this time I’ve guzzled water, I’ve had electrolyte replacement and currently I’m just medicating myself to relieve the symptoms, which works a treat, but I can’t do anything because I’m too foggy.  I have to go back to work tomorrow and I don’t think this level of consciousness is safe, I don’t even know if I could hit the ground running in this state like I usually do, so I would be leaving whoever I work with to pick up the slack – which isn’t fair.

Migraines are a bit of an unknown I guess, I’ve had them since I was 18, that’s when it first started, I’ve seen my GP about them and short of getting me to start a preventative (he thinks I’m too young to take regular medications unnecessarily) all I have to fight them off are strong pain killers.  Little does he know I’ve recently seen a “drop in doctor” (when he wasn’t available) who started me on something that I felt wasn’t working, so I stopped bothering.  But, this year I’m thinking it’s time to take another look at my health, time to see what other ideas he has for my migraines, and I have to be pro-active about my seemingly high risk of breast cancer.  I’m always fobbing off my health, thinking it doesn’t affect me at the moment, but I think it’s time to be a little preventative.

I see people coming into work all the time with chronic diseases, I often hear staff complaining about how they don’t look after themselves, and if they want to come in and not help themselves then why do they bother.  But I have noticed with one patient who often represents with the same issues, he goes home to someone who is meant to be looking after him, but doesn’t seem motivated and I believe that causes the patient to lose his motivation.  He comes back into the hospital sad and down, uninterested in getting out of bed or doing anything to help himself.  Where I notice the difference is who looks after him, if it’s the nurse who’s waiting to win the lotto or retire to get out of here then they don’t fight with him, and just let him go, after all isn’t that the easier option?  But I find when I go in, I’ve seen him many times before, I’ve seen him at his best, I’ve seen him down in the dumps where he has no motivation and I’ve seen him when his mood is up and he does everything we ask of him.  It’s amazing how much of a difference the personality looking after him can be.  The sad part was when had to send him off on an escort to an appointment he was scared about, he was always happy to see me looking after him in the mornings, I would take a little extra care, to be more sensitive and he responded accordingly, he was totally different to someone who went in with no care whether he got up or not.  The thing they all forgot was that he was a person just like us, he has a personality and was just unfortunate to be in this particular situation, he had a great sense of humour and just wanted to joke around.  I felt horrible when I told him a nurse would be there to take him to his appointment, and he asked me why I couldn’t go with him and that he was scared.  I reassured him that particular nurse would look after him and I would be there when he got back.  After a few weeks his mood lifted and he’s now back in rehab and avoiding an aged care facility.  I guess my point here is that we would all be surprised at what a positive attitude will do for those around us, and how much of a difference a bad attitude can be to someone who really just needs a friendly face with a smile and some compassion from time to time.

I know this is so totally off the track, but I guess sometimes it’s good to reflect on people who have it worse than we do, and in the end face more than we do.  Some of us complain about expectations of family on Christmas day, and I know my family struggles to share Christmas day, everyone finds lunch a convenient time, but since families are shared it’s hard to all be in different places at the same time.  But, I would like to think that at a time like this, we could all look at our blessings, of the family we have and the health we have and remember those who don’t have quite as much.  I know I can get a little materialistic at times, mostly for things that would make my life more convenient, but I can make do without them.  I didn’t get a great deal of things when I was a kid, my Dad worked a lot and my Mum was sick so I helped look after my brother and eventually helped look after my Mum.  But we had a great childhood, we didn’t have all the things our friends had, but we had imagination and we could improvise.  Kind of like the different between buying children lots of expensive toys and giving them a cardboard box, they will love and play with the toys, but the cardboard box has so many more possibilities and potential.  Sometimes I think we give children the wrong lessons, and although I didn’t have a great deal when I grew up, I feel like I really got more out of it than I was given.

Remember, sometimes people get more from you than you give!


About myhousewifelifeblog

I am a nurse by trade, and a traditional "de facto" housewife by nature. Constantly seeking a more organised existence. I like to cook, sew and play my keyboard. I try to keep my house organised but I've not yet mastered this, and I am endeavouring to reach my image of ultimate organisation at home. I'm not sure if it's possible, but I'll give it a go.
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