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Started by Cindy, October 03, 2011, 04:09:50 AM

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Cindy

I'll start by saying I do not like that title.
Over the span of this year I have through a lot personal agnst. I made mistakes, as we do, and have paid for them. And will continue to. We walk our lives. I have regret and if I could reshape the past if I could. I have wallowed in self pity and had not realised that until this weekend.

I'm an hematopathologist. Many of you already know. To be totally honest I no longer care about coming out or being hidden or whatever. I'm Cindy. Those of you who know me, know me for what I am. And your promises still bind you.

I do not think I'm anything special, just lucky

I don't do a lot of on call work. I'm too senior and it blows the budget.  I did do this weekend as it is a public holiday and I wanted my people to have time with their families. 

I got called in.  Odd case. I probably would have been consulted anyway. A young woman, 50'; young to me, instant paralysis. Spinal cord compression obvious from the CT and X-Ray. Is it carcinoma or is it lymphoma. My speciality.

Her young family are with her, her partner is crying and sobbing and not coping. Her elder daughter is cradling her. The family is distraught. She is semi out of it on sedatives and locals and shock.

I do my stuff and tell her consultant that it isn't lymphoma. We can treat lymphoma. I have passed the death sentence.

Are you sure? Been there so often. Are you sure? The cry from the grave.

Are you sure?

Yes.

You who are too frightened to walk in the sun; think.
You who are too frightened to shop, do so.
You who are so frightened to be rejected accept.

I never cry for the dead; they need no tears.
I cry for the living. They need hope.



I'm  Cindy and I'm having a cry and it feels good

Hugs

Cindy James


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kelly_aus

Quote from: Cindy James on October 03, 2011, 04:09:50 AM
You who are too frightened to walk in the sun; think.
You who are too frightened to shop, do so.
You who are so frightened to be rejected accept.

I never cry for the dead; they need no tears.
I cry for the living. They need hope.



I'm  Cindy and I'm having a cry and it feels good

Hugs

Cindy James

I'm having a cry myself, just for a slightly different reason.. I found an ultrasound pic I'd forgotten I had.. A pic of my child that was never born.. It was the only sensible choice at the time, but it still tears me up, worse now than ever..
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Keaira

I have to confess, I cry a lot too. Only I try to do most of it when not in public. I still consider it to be when I am at my weakest. Not whats left of any macho front or whatever, it's just thats me, my space, my time. I can understand not crying for the dead. To be honest, when I pass away, I want people to party and remember any great moments they had with me. I cry because I miss my parents. and HRT made it really really hard not to. Now, my Parents are not 6 foot under yet. They are very much alive. What upsets me is that I have only seen them once in 11 years, the time I have lived in the US and I worry about them. If, or I should say when, something happens to them, I wont be there. I wont be able to pay my respects, to say goodbye, etc. and that scares me. 5 months ago, my dad had chest pains and the Doctor said he may have an enlarged heart, they are waiting to get the results on his tests and MRI scans. [Stupid NHS waiting times] so we will see.

Cindy, I dont envy your job in the least. having to make that kind of call.. I'm not sure I could do it. you deserve your crying time.  *hugs*
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justmeinoz

It will be good to give you a hug in person this week Cindy, you deserve it for the good you are able to do. And the pain of cases like above.
Still booked to arrive Thursday, haven't decided on a hotel yet though.

Karen.
"Don't ask me, it was on fire when I lay down on it"
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Randi

I don't envy you that task-telling family members or a patient the bad news. None of us are guaranteed a tomorrow and I spend a few moments daily counting my blessings-and I am truly blessed in spite of certain difficult circumstances. Cindy, you are in my prayers.

Brandi
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spacial

Thank you Cindy. It's good that you shared that. I'm really pleased to read it and appreciate the problems of others but also, the very real problems you, yourself have to face.

If I may, I'd like to comment. I hope you don't mind. But this is an issue that I have thought about from two perspectives, myself.

Firstly, from a nurse's point of view.

No, death is never an easy point to deal with. It wouldn't normally be my place to tell someone, but I did find myself telling my patients when no-one else had done so. In these contexts, It wasn't intentional, the patient's hadn't been told. I discussed their condition with them and it just came out in the conversation. I only realised after I'd said something and they expressed surprise.

But death is a part of life. Perhaps one of the few real certainties. My own experience is that terminally ill people, of whom I've worked with many times, are almost always more ready to accept this reality than relatives.

I don't wish to appear calous. You know I'm not. But like others who work in professions where this is part of routine, we all know that for us, however difficult, is something where we need to remain professional and distant.

I'm sure, like me, you've found yourself grieving, occasionally, for patients who you knew particularly well. You will know that, we, all of us, must keep our perspective, or this sort of thing will eat us up.

It goes without saying that children are the worst. (From our perspective, not theirs). Never the less, walking away from a elderly woman, left alone in her home, with her husband in a mortury.

You have other patients my dearest Cindy. Your responsibility, as for all medics, is to maintain yourself, for them. All of them.

Secondly, from a more general, philosophical point of view.

The one thing about tragedy is that, no matter how bad one instance is, there are always others that are worse. No matter how badly, one person has been treated, there will be others treated worse. That's the thing about suffering, it has no real limit.

There is an old saying, Grant me the strength to change what I can and the patients to accept what I can't. Wisdom to know the difference.

Problems are real. When one person has a tooth ache, it can be more important to them than the reat of the world.

We can't eliminate the very real suffering of everyone. The older person, suffering from a life time of dealing with being transgender is frequently left to rue. The younger person has more opportunities, but frequently is faced with more difficulities, especially social.

You dear Cindy, I really hope me, and I know, many others here, we all do what we can for what we can. Here, on Susans' we offer the support and encouragement that can make a difference to many. We shouldn't be under any illusions of course. But we give what we can.

In your professional life, Cindy, you give what you can. You relieve doubt. You offer support, however palitive. You provide a focus, a trusted resource which people do trust.

As frustrating as it is, you do what you can. That's what's really important. That's what makes a real difference. No false promises. No false hope. Honest, caring, educated and intelegent advice.

Like the others here on Susans', especially the Mods who keep out the riff-raff, that's as much as we can do.

For that, I'm proud to be part of Susans'. I'm proud of you.
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annette

I know what you're mean Cindy.
The other day I had to take care of a mother who was brought by the ambulance with a terrible headache.
Her daughter was with her and the mother was slipping away from consciously.

I brought her to the CT and it was obvious, a enormous bleeding in the brain, it couldn't be done with surgery and that woman however still alive would be dead very soon.
The daughter was getting the news and she was desperately hoping that there could be done something.

There was no option to save her and I saw the grieves by the daughter.
I toked care of both, giving the mother morphine so she wouldn't feel any pain and coffee and compassionate words for the daughter.

When I was driving home after my shift I was thinking about it, the poor daughter who loved her mother and now she will have to miss her. I couldn't get her out of my head.
I wasn't looking for my speedometer.
I get a fine for speeding.

The sad things that happends to people who are working in healthcare.

hugs
Annette
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Vincent E.S.

Quote from: Cindy James on October 03, 2011, 04:09:50 AM

You who are too frightened to walk in the sun; think.
You who are too frightened to shop, do so.
You who are so frightened to be rejected accept.

I never cry for the dead; they need no tears.
I cry for the living. They need hope.

I'm  Cindy and I'm having a cry and it feels good

Hugs

Cindy James

This needs to be on a poster.
It's down to earth, to the point, serious, and powerful. All in all, your post is a helluva lot more motivating and moving than anything I've read before.

Though having empathy can cause you pain, I envy your ability to feel it.
My aunt died from a very serious kind of cancer. I watched my mother slowly dissolve into a robot, but I felt nothing. I can't imagine what my cousins went through.
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Renesayer

It's embarrassing how easy it is to lose perspective. Things like this bring life into sharp focus.

*hugs* to you, Cindy.
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blake

So easy to get absorbed in the minutae of everyday life, that we forget just how fortunate we are.
Thank you for sharing that, Cindy.  :)
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wrabbit

its ok to cry once in a while.
*hug*
Love,
Eddie
theamazingwrabbit.deviantart.com to see my arts and crafts :U
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jesse

thank you Cindy i needed to here that too
hugs my friend i hope someday we can meet in person you are absolutely the most beautiful person i know
Jessi
by the way i cant even say what you do for a living lol but in seriousness i know it takes its toll many hugs
jessi
like a knife that cuts you the wound heals but them scars those scars remain
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Princess of Hearts

Whenever doctors go on strike the mortality rate drops.

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Princess of Hearts

Osho Quotes on Death and Dying

    This life is going to end in a few days, or in a few years. It is not something to cling to. Each moment death is coming closer; before death grabs you, you have to figure out something which is eternal, which is immortal.
    It seems obvious that death is the end of life; that is not true. Death is only a beginning of a new life — a refreshment, a rejuvenation. The old body is tired. You need more experiences to become mature. You have to move through many other forms of life, and there are millions of forms of life.
    Death can be sweet if you move from one body, one existence, one form, with pure awareness into another and higher. Then it is sweet, really sweet.
    When you encounter death, when you see it face to face, when you don't avoid, when you don't dodge, when you don't escape, when you don't create a cloud around you, when you face it, encounter it, the fact of death, suddenly you become aware that death is life. The deeper you move into death, the deeper you move in life because, Heraclitus says, the opposites meet and mingle, they are one.
    Death makes one understand fear, but it is not the death of somebody else, it is your own death, and that too with the condition that you are conscious.
    All the riches that you have can be lost, can be stolen, will be lost — one day death will come and will take everything away. When somebody has come to that inner diamond that is one's own being, death cannot take it away. Death is irrelevant to it. It cannot be stolen, it cannot be lost. Then one has become iswara, then one has become a holy lord. Then one has become bhagavan.
    Death is the point at which knowledge fails, and when knowledge fails, mind fails. And when mind fails, there is a possibility of truth penetrating you. But people don't know. When somebody dies you don't know what to do, you are very embarrassed. When somebody dies it is a great moment to meditate. I always think that each city needs a Death Center. When somebody is dying and his death is very, very imminent he should be moved to the Death Center. It should be a small temple where people who can go deep in meditation should sit around him, should help him to die, and should participate in his being when he disappears into nothing.
    If you are identified with anything, you will suffer death.
    Life has to be a joy, a dance, a celebration. And when death comes, it has to be welcomed with silence, with serenity — wholeheartedly, not holding anything back. This is a way to kill death itself.
    Buddhists call these three 'the messengers of God': old age, sickness, death — three messengers of God. Why? — because only through these experiences in life do you become aware of death. And if you become aware of death and you start learning how to go into it, how to welcome it, how to receive it, you are released from the bondage, from the wheel of life and death.
    Whenever you feel death close by, go into it through the door of love, through the door of meditation, through the door of a man dying. And if some day you are dying — and the day is going to come one day — receive it in joy, benediction. And if you can receive death in joy and benediction, you will attain to the greatest peak, because death is the crescendo of life. Hidden in it is the greatest orgasm, because hidden in it is the greatest freedom.
    The basic fear is the fear of death. All other fears are just reflections of the basic fear. All other fears can be reduced to one fear: the fear of death, the fear that, "One day I may have to disappear, one day I may have to die. I am, and the day is coming when I will not be" — that frightens, that is the fear.
    Life and death are not two separate phenomena; they are two faces of the same coin, two aspects of the same coin. If you penetrate deeply you will see that life is death and death is life. The moment you are born, you have started dying. And if this is so, then when you die you will start living again. If death is implied in life, then life will be implied in death. They belong to each other, they are complementary.
    If you are trying to escape from death, remember, you will be escaping from life also; that's why you look so dead. This is the paradox: escape death and you remain dead; face, encounter death and you become alive. At the moment when you face death so deeply, so intensely, that you start feeling that you are dying — not only around, but within also, you feel and touch death — the crisis comes. That is the cross of Jesus, the crisis of dying. At that moment, from one world you die — the world of the horizontal, the world of the mind — and you resurrect into another world.
    Life and death are one — one phenomenon, one energy. Life is the manifestation of that energy, and death is again relaxation. Life is coming to a form, and death is moving again into the formless. The end and the beginning meet. Life is not separate from death, death is not separate from life — they meet and mingle. Even to say they meet is not right because the mind immediately brings: "If there is a meeting then there must be two." It is not a meeting, it is one phenomenon.
    If you have lived joyously, you will be ready to welcome death too — invite her for a dance! Death is powerful only over people who have never lived, who don't have the courage to relax peacefully in moments of death without any fear — because no accident, no disease, nothing can make even a dent in your consciousness; you are always intact.
    Death brings to the surface your essential personality.
    At the time of death, the most important subject in the minds of people who are not conscious is going to be sex — because sex and death are two sides of the same coin.
    The bardo is suggestions to the dying person: "Now be silent. Leave this life consciously. Rather than death taking it away from you, relax your hold; don't be defeated by death, don't struggle. Just drop all your attachment. This world is finished for you, and this life is finished for you. There is no point in holding on to it; in holding on to it you will be fighting with death. You cannot win, and a very significant possibility will be missed.
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Hermione01

QuoteYou who are too frightened to walk in the sun; think.
You who are too frightened to shop, do so.
You who are so frightened to be rejected accept.

I never cry for the dead; they need no tears.
I cry for the living. They need hope.


Thank you Cindy, those are very wise words. When I'm having a cr*p day, I will think of them.  :)

It is lucky, to be alive and healthy. Seeing suffering and death first hand come too soon for others, is truly a wake up call that things are not as bad as it seems, but those blue days can be all consuming until they pass.

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Cindy

She died this afternoon.

Godbless, Godspeed.

Nice family.

I don't believe in Gods. She and her family do. I hope those Gods are there to comfort them. I do not mean that cynically, I mean it with love.

For some odd reason she and her family hit my  psyche. Really nice people, looking forward to their daughters wedding, preparations etc, which were in full swing.

And now a funeral.

Life is strange. live it when you can.

And as we have seen, money cannot defeat death.


take heart from that.

Cindy




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Catherine Sarah

Thank you Cindy. It was lovely for you to complete this circle, albeit the ending. But I guess life is not a fairy tale. It's sometimes brutal, always honest, and with people like you around, it's incredibly tolerable. Thanks for being here for us andfor your unique perspectives on life. May you be strengthened as well.
Be safe, well and happy
Lotsa luv
Catherine




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annette

quote from Cindy:For some odd reason she and her family hit my  psyche.

That's exactly what I mean Cindy.
Most of the time we can keep our professional distance but once in a while somebody is slipping trough that distance and keeps one thinking.
No matter how professional we are, we are humans and the suffering and grieves of others will be touching the health careworker.
The nasty thing is, there is no time to think about that because the next patient needs your help and they have the right to our attention for cure too.
So, I think that's the reason that when we are home or driving back home our thoughts will wandering trough our minds, it has nothing to do with professionally, it's only humanity.
It's great that we still have that after so many years.

hugs and kisses
Annette
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spacial

Thank you, so much Cindy, for getting back to us. Like Cathrine Sarah, I appreciate the completing of the circle.

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