Expect the unexpected

So, life picks you up, twists you round, throws you off the edge of a cliff, at which point you realise a lot of your perceptions were coming from a rather more time and reality limited place than you imagined. You respond accordingly, initally screaming as you fall, the doppler effect in play as the sounds of your own internal workings distort in passing through. Reaching out, your fingers clawing thin air yet finding more arms holding you than you imagined. Then you find yourself doing things you didn’t think you would and failing to comprehend what seemed entirely logical only moments earlier.

It takes you, places you in the arms of some medical angels who cradle you and soften the fall, not only showing you the worst case scenario was not, but carve you out a new place, remove the poison, treat you like a delicate model aeroplane and ready you again for flight, once the glue has set. They surround you with honest and well considered scientific love and send you on your way, bemused, twisted round again, reminded to appreciate what life you have before you have not.

On a more pragmatic and less metaphorical note, results Thursday, treated the following Monday in hospital extremely professionally, mainly for having the guts to phone and ask if they ever have cancellations (every day apparently). Two object lessons there. Firstly, for all various governments attempts to destroy the NHS they can sometimes be fantastic, and still second to none (I’ve never had such professional, considerate and well executed treatment), and secondly, never be afraid to advocate for yourself and to ask questions.

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5 thoughts on “Expect the unexpected

  1. Somehow, I knew it would be positive like this. Or at least thought I knew.
    Really glad for you at any rate. Now, what exactly is an object lesson?! I seriously do not understand wth that phrase means…I mean I find definitions but they all seem different and none concise.
    Medical stuff is so often just a scare(y). Annoying the way it can wrench everything but great once it’s all set and done.

    • An object lesson is something basic, fundamental, kind of. An underpinning knowledge of whatever topic.

      ‘Medical stuff is so often just a scare(y). Annoying the way it can wrench everything but great once it’s all set and done.’

      While I agree it can be scary I would disagree with the rest of your statement. Having yourself unbalanced can be an incredibly valuable thing. We all need it from time to time. It’s all too easy to lose any perspective on life because we get caught up in the minutiae or imagine certain opinions to be solid and valid, yet the moment we’re tipped over everything looks different and we see with new and more realistic eyes. This isn’t specifically about medical problems, but major life changes of any sort, of temporary losses and of realisations that at some point we will end, all of which can be benefitted from. In this kind of scenario for me what is difficult is not knowing what I’m tackling. While of course I’m relieved I’m probably not going to be facing some horrendous drawn out or terminal thing, if I was I’d handle it. I know that isn’t true of everyone, a reason why I’m reluctant to make blanket statements.

  2. Blankets have served to keep me warm but Starshine sets the stage.

    The tortoise can go into his shell and die whilst the hare gets chased and torn apart by the dogs who eat dogs. ” Ah,” I sigh, “the mad March of it all” But wait, that smidgeon of care in each conceiving can grow huge in our hands. The Elephant never forgets!

    • πŸ™‚ So often your words drip with metaphor. Let me share what was hand written upon my aftercare advise, by Alice perhaps: ‘cup of tea and a bun are a must for a speedy recovery x’. For some reason that really touched me.

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