What a day!! I had an appointment at 8am downtown, so I had to get up early. I was about to leave and I could not find my hearing aid!! We looked everywhere!! I had it last night. I remember I had it in my hand while talking to sweetie.. and then I don't know. We were doing so many things trying to get things in order for our trip but I don't know where it is. So I went to the appointment, came home and hunted again. Did not find it. Went to work late. And it was a wierd day from there. Came home and looked in every room again. My colleagues are convinced it is in the washing machine... it is not. We never went near the laundry room yesterday. We have looked everywhere... it is not in pockets as I was not wearing any pcokets at the time. It is not on the floor, under dressers, couches, beds, etc.. Not in the kitchen, not in the garbage... have NO idea where it is and we are going to my mother's for a week. I suppose I can function without it. I am not deaf, but it is inconvenient. I'm sure it will show up when we pack. In the meantime, I feel like a part of me is missing... (like when you don't where your glasses, watch or ring...)
Thursday, December 14, 2006
Saturday, December 09, 2006
Irony or coincidence
Today I am at work. Saturday is quiet compared with the normal weekday. Since the moment I arrived, I have been paged off my feet. I have been thinking about the irony of some situations I have encountered. Of course, when I am paged, it is usually about death, or pending death. Today, I met a woman waiting at her husband's bedside. He may need to have his legs amputated.
How is it that people tend to lose the "one thing" that they love? Last year, a man who was a well known writer and theologian died of a brain hemorrage, or the story of Iris Murdoch, a writer who had dementia. Ironic, isn't that, that we lose what we use the most and sometimes take for granted.
I had an Aborginal patient tell me that a lot of physical ailments related to our spiritual/emotional ailments. There is a connection in the body that is astounding.
Back to the irony of living -- what do we do when we lose that ability or gift we were so dependant on? How do we go on? I guess this is the test of time and faith.
How is it that people tend to lose the "one thing" that they love? Last year, a man who was a well known writer and theologian died of a brain hemorrage, or the story of Iris Murdoch, a writer who had dementia. Ironic, isn't that, that we lose what we use the most and sometimes take for granted.
I had an Aborginal patient tell me that a lot of physical ailments related to our spiritual/emotional ailments. There is a connection in the body that is astounding.
Back to the irony of living -- what do we do when we lose that ability or gift we were so dependant on? How do we go on? I guess this is the test of time and faith.
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