I admit, I am a pretty lousy patient. Ill bet, however, that Id get a pretty good show of hands if I asked if anyone else thinks the toughest part of being sick or hurt is having to ask the people you love and care about to do things for you. The things you normally do, not only for yourself, but would happily do for others. My husband, his family, MY family, our friends - everyone helps without complaining and without placing conditions on their kind actions. Yet, I know I dash wildly between bratty-ness, self-martyrdom, and stupidity by- at best- protesting when they offer to help, and- at worst- doing things I have been advised by doctors not to do. I fight them, not because I do not appreciate their help, but because, on a deep level, I am terrified of wearing out their hospitality. I push them away because I am so afraid of pushing them away. I just wanted to take a moment to say thank you, not only to the people that I love, but also to the complete strangers who help without even being asked. I hope, when I am in a position to help others, I will always follow your example.
Posted on: Fri, 28 Mar 2014 23:03:28 +0000
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