水果视频bodies - A 鈥榙o exactly what I want鈥� day
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- Published on Sunday, March 13, 2016
By Rita Friesen
The Neepawa Banner
Today I excelled at resting. To all appearances the day could have been described as wasted. I wasn鈥檛 just procrastinating, I wasn鈥檛 lazy. I simply spent the day as I wished.
The day started with a bit of a sleep-in, all of eight o鈥檆lock! Took time to stop by the coffee shop, pick up the mail, check in on the new arrivals at 鈥榮hop on the corner鈥� (my place of peace!), raked the snow off the shed roof, took the dogs for a walk, played games online, chatted with a sister, a cousin and a grandchild. Dinner was balanced, so I repeated the menu for supper. I am no connoisseur, if the cheese isn鈥檛 mouldy and the lettuce still green, I鈥檓 good.
It isn鈥檛 often that I spend such a relaxing, do exactly what I want day. I had been on call for the weekend at the Brandon Hospital Complex. Busy enough to have the time go quickly and slow enough to get in visiting and reading. And then Monday was a school day. (Last assigned weekend on call, two Mondays of classes left!) Perhaps it was the reading that caused me to require a quiet, reflective day. First booklet was 鈥楬andbook for Chaplains 鈥� Comfort My People鈥� by Mary M. Toole. It isn鈥檛 assigned reading, but it is recommended. A quote that resonated with me as one who accompanies others on their final journey 鈥撯�淏e there for the person. Look into the person鈥檚 eyes, touch his or her hands, or breathe with the same rhythm. It is not always necessary to say or do something.鈥� I like that.
The second book was 165 pages of challenging thoughts and images. 鈥楳an鈥檚 Search For Meaning鈥� by Viktor E. Frankl. From the back cover鈥� 鈥淧sychiatrist Viktor Frankl鈥檚 memoir has riveted generations of readers with its descriptions of life in Nazi death camps and its lessons for spiritual survival. Based on his own experiences and the stories of his patients, Frankl argues that we cannot avoid suffering but we can choose how to cope with it, find meaning in it, and move forward.鈥� I have to admit I resorted to my 鈥榮afe鈥� way of reading. Read a few pages here and skip to there, read the last pages to see if I can handle the conclusion, and by the end of the day I had completely read the book in digestible bits and bites. Again it was not assigned, but recommended reading and I would recommend it as well!
The third and final book was, in some ways, an easier read. 鈥楾he Diving -Bell and the Butterfly鈥� by Jean-Dominique Bauby, is dictated with the blink of an eyelid, his only means of communicating. Bauby suffered a massive stroke and devised his own method of letting his needs and wants be known. Wonderfully written, the book records his thoughts, memories and his life. Again, not assigned, but recommended, and again I recommend it! No wonder I needed a down day!
