Stand Still.

Read this poem on a fellow bloggers website about chronic pain. I think it has amazing power to it. While you have to be in the mind set to really read what this poem is saying, it is true... Sometimes in life, you need to just stand still, and just listen. Breathe In. Breathe out. Repeat. i think all to often in life we hurry to much and forget about the things that really matter in life.

"Lost” written by David Wagoner
Stand still.  The trees ahead and bushes beside you
Are not lost.  Wherever you are is called Here,
And you must treat it as a powerful stranger,
Must ask permission to know it and be known.
The forest breathes.  Listen.  It answers,
I have made this place around you.
If you leave it, you may come back again, saying Here.
No two trees are the same to Raven.
No two branches are the same to Wren.
If what a tree or a bush does is lost on you,
You are surely lost.  Stand still.  The forest knows
Where you are.  You must let it find you.

Tomorrow I have the initial appointment with the energy doctor (well PA) but I like calling her doctor, because to me she is.... I am eager and excited to see what my energy has to say about me... Also I was thinking about my Doc MacSurgeryHappy and was suggested to me by a friend that I confront the doctor next time I go in. Tell him that I feel like he didn't present all the options to me, and that I feel like he jumped the trigger on surgery with me... Part of the Hippocratic Oath reads "I will remember that there is art to medicine as well as science, and that warmth, sympathy, and understanding may outweigh the surgeon's knife or the chemist's drug." I think my doctor, er, "The" doctor forgot this. It was suggested to me, that since I need to go in for my 6 weeks check up anyways, I use the time to express to him about how I feel he jumped the gun, and he forgot what it is that made him the specialist he is today... He forgot the basic human feelings & compassion can sometimes be the strongest medicine. He didn't look at me as a patient, he looked at me like a number or a statistic to enter into his book. I really felt cheated by him... He lost his drive to make people feel better, and got sucked into the all mighty dollar. After all WE are the patient, they are the doctor. Where did the compassion go for what one does?