As promised this is the first of my grief counseling for survivors. Not all the stages occur in order within your life and you may experience several at the same time. The order is just a guideline.
first denial is easy. I spent my first 24-hours in denial. I still go
to sleep each night, after a year, hoping to wake up in the morning and
finding this has been a bad dream similar to "Dallas." If you are not
familiar with this old television show, a whole season was choked up up a
bad dream sequence. Well, I can hope can't I. But the next morning I
awake and find it wasn't a bad dream. I could deny it all day long if I could lie
in bed not moving, thinking, or speaking not that it happens that way. I
can only play Ostrich with my head buried in the sand so long before I
have to roll over to shift positions or have to pee and then reality sets in. The empty side of the bed or chair.
nature will call and I'll have to put my AFO and shoes on to toddle off
to the toilet. It only works for the short term, but may be
intermittent and come and go. Something will always smack you in the
face with the reality of the situation.
"No, I can do
it myself!" This statement is a form of denial. In reality, I can't do
it myself, but I've got to prove it to me. A painful thing for
caregivers to watch. It's a doubled edged sword which often has me in
tears of frustration when I finally get it through my thick skull that I
can't do it myself. I need the help of another soul to get through this. This has worked for me and against me.
not listening! LaLaLa!" and "Talk to the hand." When we refuse to
listen to others we only hurt ourselves. Sure they might not have the
answers either, but if all else fails, they are a sounding board.
Granted if you are in depression nobody can stand listening to grunt and
groan on the pity pot, but more on that later. Just know that denial is
a short protective mechanism of the mind. Realize this. Accept this.
Sometimes everyone needs small breaks from reality. Now if your denial
lasts for a prolonged period, professional help is advised.
"Lord, please take this burden from me. I'll do this or that better
from now on." Or something along these lines, is another natural stage
of grief. If you will do this, I'll do that. "I'll stop smoking, lose
weight, eat right, do what my doctor says, (insert your own bargaining
chip here) from now on, but just make it better."
we may mean them when we say them, but life has a way of interjecting
them back into our lives no matter how hard we try. It's an Indian
Giver's promise at best.
After my stroke I promised to
stop smoking and then I was discharged home to a house full of nicotine.
I was almost violently ill just walking into it. All my clothes,
bedding, curtains, carpets, furniture, painted surfaces etc are drenched
with the stuff accumulated over the past fifteen years. So I puffed and
coughed through a cigarette to just be able to live in my house. I
haven't put them away yet.
I started losing weight in
the hospital and continued after I got home. I was very incapable of
doing much besides the basics of self care. Meals were the TV dinner
types. The nuke and eat. Of course with all that processed food entering
my body, the weight inched back up. Having a bad heart doesn't help
when you can hold thirteen pounds of just extra fluids in your body at
any given time. It was frustrating at best. I zigzagged on the scales
not knowing if it was fluids or fat. I finally gave up. My allergies
went haywire during this time and I couldn't do anything about it.
this Spring brought about better changes. I started gardening again to
reduce my allergens. But still my weight was at issue due to my heart.
Try as I might and with three cholesterol medicine I couldn't lower my
LDLs more than 50 points. I swore off red meats and eating animal based
protiens twice a week substituting bean curd, vegetables, and ate rich
HDL foods to no avail. It's heredity for me to have high bad
So all in all bargaining and begging doesn't work. No amount of bargaining will change the outcome.
brings us to guilt. The what-ifs. Now I'm big on what-ifs as a writer.
Some of my best stories start off this way. Of course, we are our own
worse critics. Nobody can be as hard on
themselves as I can be. That's part of my stubborn nature. But all of us
have a stubborn streak. It's part of being human, but I got a triple
helping when God was handing out this one. I'm worse than a Jewish and
Catholic mother combined when it comes to guilt trips and I do it to
If I had done this or that, this would not have
happened to me. The fact is, it probably would have. Guilt leads to
depression. Guilt leads to low self worth. Guilt leads to you not
fighting to get better. Guilt is the root of all evil thoughts and
I had a physical therapist (not my regular
one) ask me this week if I did everything in my power to prevent this
stroke. I looked at her in shock. Now I had worked through my guilt
ridden stage before now so needless to say I didn't need an additional
thing to feel guilty about. She said I smoked so I didn't do everything
in my power to prevent a stroke. Did the woman fall off the sensitivity
truck? But like I always do, I pondered her words.
thought back to my cousin Ricky who recently died from a stroke. He
lived a healthy life style. The number of babies die
yearly. They are innocents. Others who have no bad health habits who die young or old each year. No, I'm not helping my body by smoking. Yes,
it is a big no-no for people susceptible to stroke or had a stroke. I
accept that risk factor. We all make choices. Accept the choices you
made and move on.
fond of saying, "Don't borrow trouble." Until the doctor pronounces the
big "C" word, don't worry the whole time while waiting for the results
for it to be cancer and how you will react. I got news for you. It won't
change the outcome. Guilt is an indicator that you've done something
wrong and deserve what is happening to you. Unless you've gotten behind
the wheel intoxicated, hit and harmed someone else, it just ain't your
fault! Yes, you could have done this or that differently but does it
really change what you are going through now? No, not a lick. This is
almost a part of bargaining.
It's time to move on.
Accept what has happened as an unchangeable fact and go on from here.
Because in the grand scheme of your life, this is a small segment. It's
what you do from here on out that counts.
Next Sunday is about Anger.