Sunday, October 31, 2010
Injury Rehabilitation Priniciple: Going Alone is Never Good
I have spoken to 2 patients today that I sense are feeling alone and scared with their injuries. They both have significant disabilities with their injuries, and I am struggling to help them without much luck so far. They are always on my mind and I can not help but feel alone too in helping them. I am lucky to be surrounded by gifted health care providers to help me, but sometimes they say nothing can be done. But, I have been around too long to believe it. I recognize my limitations, and I see so many gifted souls out there. My soul tells me "one step at a time." One step of progress, one change in direction, one lesson learned, and we are able to take another step.
I wrote a poem once about this progress which I will retell now. It is entitled "On Death Experienced". The death is the darkness we feel in our hopelessness at the loss of who we are, the loss of our identity as athletes, or as healthy individuals. Some of you will relate.
ON DEATH EXPERIENCED
The fist is hard
As it explodes so deep
The emotions so high
Talk seems so cheap
Death of self plays a sour note
A loss so deep that everything
Is affected and actions in remote
Continue the self while the soul begins
In that very death, flowers bloom
The self being sifted
When death is experienced
The grief cycle will play
Inner strength must end it
With friends we can say
I'm ready to go on now
At least for another day
To work with you in the garden
And accept my stumbling along the way.