My twenty-one month old granddaughter has discovered the teeter-totter. "Teeter totter goes up down, up down," she chirps happily.
My five-year old grandson has a more advanced philosophical view of the same piece of playground apparatus. "When you get on a teeter totter, Baba," he advised me recently, "be sure someone bigger doesn't get on the other end." You can imagine how he arrived at that conclusion.
At the risk of raising a too-obvious parallel: What does our "teeter totter" look like? We run our daily checks to find out: Are my patients up or down? Is my job going well? Is my family doing okay? How does my hair look? How is my health? Am I exercising enough?
Up down, up down.
We spend a big part of our lives attempting to hold our balance as the physics of our the teeter totter shift in and out of our control. Indeed, are we ever really in control of anything or is control simply an illusion?
It's easy to discuss the concept of balance when all the arrows of our lives appear to be aligned in the same direction. What happens when some unexpected tragedy destroys the carefully arranged furniture of our world?
Like you, I have experienced my share of life tragedies and unexpected events: from auto accidents to deaths, from fake hospital bomb threats to tragic hospital murders, from tripping down the stairs (which I did yesterday) to acquiring a chronic illness (which I did more than four decades ago.)
To survive, we learn to cope. As caregivers, can the pain of our own trouble inform our hearts with the compassion our patients need from us?
One of the most compassionate caregivers I ever met, Neuro-ICU nurse Deadre Hall, says at the beginning of our film, Sacred Work, "People get up in the morning, just like you and me, and they get into their car to drive to work, and they don't know that they're going to end up here in a bed paralyzed."
Deadre's ability, after more than thirty years as a caregiver, to stay in touch with the pain of others is one of the things that makes her the kind of nurse you would want caring for your mother – or you.
The teeter totter of our lives will always move up and down, even if we do everything just right. How do you hold your balance when something that seems too big climbs on the other end?
-Erie Chapman
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