I Just Kept Running.

so i learned a lot about seeing things from the patient's perspective when i was a patient in the hospital in august. i've been taking a ridiculous amount of time on the floors lately worrying over all the little things that might be causing my patients pain or annoyance. like, did you know that tape HURTS when yanked off arm hair? or that those flimsy little hospital blankets just don't cut it for warmth? or that, yes, the food is as bad as it smells from across the room. and i am doubly sure to follow up on patient's questions and to give them a hard and fast discharge plan, to communicate regularly, etc. these are important stuffs. their whole world is contained in that little room and they are afraid and unsure and it's my job to help them find their way out of it. that's how i'm looking at it.

and i'm feeling like i've officially moved on from the feeling of being out of control of my body, feeble, weak and needy. i ran a half marathon today. previous to my illness the most i'd ever done was 6 mls, and during the last 7 wks recovery from my illness, the most i'd done was 4mls. so trying to tackle 13 seemed kind of psychotic...but i did it. i ran the first 9 without stopping and then i ran/walked the last 4. i am sore and tired. but feeling accomplished, blessed, and healed.