Today being Thursday, I went to the hospice to help with lunches. This was the first time I had been back since my accident way, way before Christmas. In fact it is now 8 weeks since I was last there. They say time flies when you are having fun…?
Anyway, back to lunch time today. Of course, all the people were different to those I had met on my last visit. Many had gone home, some had moved to more permanent residential homes and unfortunately, some had lost their battle and had passed on.
I have said so many times that I am amazed at the way most people come to terms with their life ending. Most of them are if not cheerful, at least pleasant to us and grateful for the help they receive at the hospice. The occasional one is still berating all and sundry because his/her life is ending, but these people are in the minority.
I am also amazed at the care and attention all patients receive from the staff, however, difficult and cranky that patient may be. The doctors and nursing staff cheerfully undertake their duties in a kindly and caring manner. Each patient is made to feel important and that they are the only person requiring the attention of the staff member at that time. The patience displayed by the staff from the doctors, nurses, orderlies and helpers is truly special.
Then this afternoon I went to another medical facility. Annual check up time – mammogram followed by a visit to my ‘breast man’. The delightful, charming, wonderful man who performed the surgery to remove my cancerous lump. I enjoy meeting with him on an annual basis. We discuss our families and what they have been up to in the year since we last met. It’s very social and not at all like a doctor’s visit. After some 15 minutes of chit chat, during which time we have caught up on the fact that his daughter (another Kate) has finished three years of her legal studies and when I first went to him almost 12 years ago, this kid was still at school, he gets around to examining me.
So this is quite a bright spot in the day, But the mammogram that precedes this appointment is anything but. The radiographers do try to make this as easy as possible but each year I realise that such a machine could only have been invented by a member of the male gender and I pass the time by imagining which part of his anatomy I would put into the machine.
However, the discomfort aside, I encourage my daughter and daughter-in-law, sisters and friends to have regular mammograms. My cancer was not palpable, it was so small, but was picked up in this way.
And now I have an apology to make. I was recently awarded a HUG award by the Island Traveler and did not acknowledge this in my post on Awards. Apologies my friend for this oversight.
If you haven’t heard of the HUG award before do visit Connie Wayne at http://ahopefortoday.com, which promotes hope, love, peace, equality, and unity for all people. Here you will find guidelines for the award and also for accepting the award and they include:
- You may only receive this award once.
- Upon receipt of the award, nominate at least one other person. The award is not time limited, so you can nominate new people or sites you encounter in the future.
- Contact your nominees and tell them they have been nominated for the award.
As part of the acceptance I must nominate at least one person for this award and I nominate Suzicate at the Water Witches Daughter.
But also, as I have said so often in the past, I am uncomfortable about picking a few out of the many blogs I read and am inspired by, so once again I direct you to my blogroll. Take a look at each of these blogs. They are certainly worth your time and see how each of them qualifies for a HUG award.
- Just Another Thursday (growingyoungereachday.wordpress.com)
- A hug a day… (restlessjo.wordpress.com)