Worry About Myself

FD Thornton

I had another cardiologist appointment yesterday; it was my normal biannual checkup to see if I’m still ticking. So after my exam and getting an EKG, my cardiac NP says I’m doing fine. My blood pressure and pulse were good and no signs of AFib appeared on my EKG. So after answering some lingering questions I had about my upcoming Watchman procedure in January. She changed one prescription and set me up for the next series of test I’ll need over the next six months. Which include a full echocardiogram sweep and a full diagnostic check on my defibrillator, just in time for my next biannual checkup.  

It sounds like a lot, and it is, but it and other exams, lab work, and probing’s are the price I pay. To keep me from pushing up daisies. That may sound a bit cold, but it’s the truth, so why hide from it? Now I could go into all kinds of directions with that statement from talking about industrialized healthcare to compassion and empathy. But instead I want to talk about my own individual responsibility in all this. And how I treat this gift of life that life has afforded me? By that I mean, am I treating this gift with respect by contributing even if in some small way to the betterment of humankind.
  
Maybe I’m just thinking out of terms and that a life should be treated equally despite. But for me individually it’s something that I think about. In other words I want to carry my weight, I want my doctors and nurses to believe that what they are doing for me is worth their time and training. And that I in some small way can reciprocate my gifts back to society. I don’t know, maybe this is a dumb way to think in a “winner take all world”, but I’m just being honest. Raised with the heart of a servant (no matter how twisted) is a hard habit to break. So what do you think? Should I be grateful and give back in some way? Or should I just take my breaks as they come and just worry about myself.

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