Yesterday I was bitten by a small dog. I’ve patted this dog before but yesterday it decided to bite? It’s the unexpected things that throw us off balance. Yeah it’s a yappy thing but bite???
I never expected that. So my morning of sanding the boat down became an obsessive bite watch for me. Yes, some sanding did get done. Thanks to my lovely pal Keith Powell and my new Random Orbital Sander and John Gibbons. It’s coming along really well.
After a few hours I decided to pop along to A & E to have it checked out. It was still bleeding and looking puffy so off I went.
A & E Southport looked packed it was just after 2pm. But I was seen within 30 minutes and saw a nurse within an hour. Now that’s good service.
I was given anti-biotics and offered the jab for Anti Tetanus (it’s a nasty one – there’s a 3 day window after a bite, so I thought I would try and heal it myself first)
But all praise to the NHS, they were slick and efficient. However this is the interesting bit, well for me anyway.
Whilst waiting to be seen. There was a man (he looked about 70) he was ranting not aggressively but just speaking words to anyone who would listen.
He said, “I’ve had a hard life, you know, I was run over by a car at the age of 8, bitten by a dog as a teenager, my mum has dementia, I am on the spectrum for Asperger’s, I have a nice flat and I go on holidays, but it’s a hard life and I don’t know why, I am in A & E every week, there is always something wrong with me, I don’t know why I am just not happy” Repeat Repeat
My heart sank, I was there with a dog bite, people around had minor injuries, the staff went in and out of various doors, life was happening around us. It was sunny outside, a very pleasant day by all accounts.
We were together there at that moment. There were decisions to make,
A. Stay silent and not risk being ranted at?
B. Speak some words of encouragement and hope they are taken well?
I decided on option B ….. to break into the ranty, chanty thing. My heart starts to beat faster, I was feeling a bit jittery after the shock of the bite thing anyway so I had to dig deep into my heart and soul here. Option A was much easier to take, but that’s not who I am, I took a deep breath and went for it.
“hello there” I said. “I hear you, sometimes there is no reason to feel unhappy, you just do”
He looks at me…. I smile, “What’s up with you”. “Only a dog bite today” I say
He says “I’m 57” the woman next to me with the sore shoulder whispered “you’ve had a hard life” and giggled… hmmmmmmm
“I heard that” he smiled, “I have had a hard life, but not as hard as some people I know” he softened.
I said “have you tried to meditate?” he said
“I did try that and it helped, but it doesn’t work now”
I said “do you still meditate?”
He just sat, head down, and replied
…………………………………… then a light bulb moment happened
“It did work, I remember now, I was happier”
“Have you got internet to go on You tube and do guided meditations for happiness”
He said with a big smile
“Yes I have” so we all agreed that he would get back to happy by meditating again.
I added “It can help us think better thoughts”
He nodded…. all was quiet, ranting had ceased, it was like a calm had landed after the storm, the time to reflect on something that had worked).
We need to remember to “Remember our favourite things”. Meditation is a favourite thing.
Round of applause…. (well in my head I gave myself a standing ovation – like you would)
30 people in the room heard this … I hope some of them took it on board too.
There was no clapping by the way obviously it was A & E after all…
Then – Fortuitously = the timing was perfect..
“Gill Fell” was called by the nurse and off I went into door A for minor injuries.
During the consultation with the nurse, she mentioned the man and said I hope he does start to meditate again, he’s a really nice person. She asked…
“How do I know this works”
So I gave her my super quick how I learned that meditation works and she realised that because I had had that C thing and my nutraphills can be low, she thought I had better have anti-biotics to take away because of systemic problems.
So, If I had not spoken to the nice man, I would not have got the best treatment, having a low blood count – it means your immune system is a bit compromised and things take longer to heal or you catch colds and flu easier etc. But my medical history would not have been considered had I not chatted to the man !!! He may have saved me from a nasty bout of illness.. Thank you that man.
The blood thing, well, it’s something I am working on with nutrition and just being well. I could do with them checking my blood count again to see if I am normal again (well I’ll never be normal ha ha) – actually I don’t need that, I just need to think better thoughts.
So When the dog bites, when the bee stings, when I’m feeling sad, I simply remember my favourite things and then I don’t feel so badddddddddddd.
Let’s sing it
So even when it seems you are helping a person, it can often turn out that it’s you that gets the help, just because you reached out and gave a tiny moment of your life to someone.
A tiny moment and a few nice words.
You never know you may save someone.
I’m off to meditate and think good thoughts. And be #julieandrews today.
Think of all our favourite things and then we won’t feel so bad……