Healing

I went back to the doctor today. And I'm a little relieved. For those of you who might remember, I've had a "problem" in my groin/thigh area for about 5-6 weeks. I haven't been able to run; I wasn't supposed to be walking or doing any kind of lifting or physical activity. Plus... I have been pretty tensed up from the pain.

At any rate, I have some thoughts about healing - and maybe it's the same for physical, emotional, spiritual... I dunno.

1. We need friends. I had to find a doctor. My previous doctor died, and I've been seeing a nurse practitioner for about two years. And she is a woman. Nothing against women, but I feel better about a guy doctor (since I'm a guy). Anyway, it was hard to find a doctor - so I asked my friends. One was highly recommended, but he wasn't accepting new patients. But... one of my friends intervened; talked to his nurse; and they got me in. :) Healing almost always requires friends. Reaching out. Asking for help. Friends are good.

2. Follow advice. I went to a clinic 3 weeks ago and the person there told me I needed to rest - as in don't run, walk, work, or anything. Well, you know how it goes. I thought I could go ahead and do a little. After all, I had stuff to do. And that's why, 3 weeks later, I'm having to get another prescription and I'm still in pain. Doctors don't tell us things just to make us miserable. It's the same with most counselors and pastors and anyone who is seriously trying to help someone. Why are we so resistent to following orders?

3. Be patient. Yeah, this is easier said than done. I wanted better NOW. And when I wasn't, I started to freak out - thinking I had cancer or some kind of strange, deadly disease. The way we react to things has so much to do with healing. I used to be an over-reacter (worse than I am now). I reacted IMMEDIATELY to every incident, everything anybody said to or about me, etc., etc. Life is so stressful like that. The more I've learned to be patient, the better my relationships have been; the better my own mental outlook has been; the better I have been (and therefore everyone else around me).

Well, now I should probably go get my meds. I liked my new doctor - he is a runner too, so he understood my anxiety over not being able to run. The power company came while I was gone and wired our pavilion from the pole to the meter. That was cool. (it's about time). Maybe now that my mind is a little more at ease, I can start blogging a bit more.

Take care all. Peace. Revolution.