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I had those exact same feelings about doctors, nurses, hospitals and anything that required me to take my clothes off and be touched by someone I didn’t know, trust or had a lust for. At one point, the ‘Tipping Point’ in my life, I had so many serious medical problems that those touches were the only thing keeping me alive, and still is. My feelings now are different. I make it a point to talk to everyone, joke and make fun of what’s going on so a lot of the time it’s old home week when I show up or I get to meet new people. I compliment everyone on the job they’re doing and how much I appreciate them taking care of me and keeping me alive and they return that appreciation with very good care and attention to me and my comfort. Very few people tell them thank you and they show their thanks with better and more careful care. Also I am greeted with smiles, open arms and even a kiss on the cheek now and again. When’s the last time a smiling nurse kissed your cheek and said ‘Thank you’ just because you came in. I’ve found that going to see ‘Friends’ makes the experience a pleasure and infrequently a chore. Besides, then I get to hear what else has gone wrong and what I need to do to stay alive. The human body is really a crappy design and reflects all the evolutionary changes we’ve gone through to get here. Just some thoughts about the experiences I have on a weekly and some times daily basis. I was in my 50’s when I figured that out and it’s saved me from a lot of anguish over the last 30 or so years. |