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Guest Post – PRR – QUANTITY DOESN’T EQUAL QUALITY

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When you do meditation, quality is more important than quantity.

People have a lot of ideas about how much practice one should do. Some Lamas might say you have to spend a particular amount of time doing certain pujas. If you can listen to them and practice accordingly that’s great! But sometimes it doesn’t work even if you do exactly what they say – if your mind doesn’t change at all even after a lot of practice something is going wrong.

For example you can do two hours of Tara practice each day. But if you are distracted during that time it might turn into a mere lip service or just another duty which is to be done on top of your other worldly responsibilities.

Some people who focus mainly on quantity might end up with daily sessions of discursive thoughts or “planning sessions” rather than doing meditation sessions. The mere amount of practice might turn into nothing more than fodder for a proud ego. In this way your practice might have a good quantity but not a good quality.

A good quality is like pure milk. Whether you have a glass or just a teaspoon of it, it remains pure milk. Discursive thoughts are like water. Good thoughts are like clean filtered water. Bad thoughts are like dirty polluted water. Now, whether you pour the clean or the dirty water into that milk, in both cases it’ll dilute the pure milk.

I’m not saying that you should let go of your practice! Don’t use this as an excuse in order to minimize or escape from your daily meditation sessions. A regular practice is very important. It’ll gradually train and transform you. But you should always examine whether you are really focused on the practice or simply counting hours, minutes or mantras without even trying to tame your mind.

Don’t fool yourself by thinking that you’re a great practitioner because of quantity. Likewise don’t fool yourself by thinking that you’re a great practitioner because of quality. No matter what you say to other people about your practice – if you are insincere you won’t fool anyone but yourself.

What matters most is that you discipline yourself. Be your own boss. Take responsibility – for your life, your actions and your practice. Don’t depend on others or particular situations to make things happen. Otherwise nothing will ever happen. As I already said in one of my previous posts: Just do it!

When you practice try to make the time you spend really meaningful, no matter how long or short it may be. Develop a positive attitude towards it so that you can generate a natural habit and sincere wish to practice regularly.

This is how I try to approach my daily life and practice. Since it works quite well for me I thought of sharing it with you. However, if what I am saying is not helpful for you then better just do what you consider to be best for you.

As I said: take responsibility for yourself. Things don’t just happen. You have to make them happen.

PRR

Palace of Care – Chronic

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The chronic illness had been there for twenty years and had disrupted every aspect of their life. It had caused a lot of pain. It was finally diagnosed only four years ago. Treatments were started but never made a significant difference. The effects of many long years of untreated illness were permanent. Somehow despite all of their travails sense of humour was maintained and they had even maintained gainful employment. Others would have been changed into photographic negative images of themselves, but not this person.

They prayed to their God for a way out of the seemingly never-ending suffering. Some years later the prayers were answered in the form of inoperable cancer which at the time of diagnosis had already spread throughout their body. Actual relief was the response when they were given the bad news. That’s how bad quality of life had been. They had considered accessing the Assisted Dying service but thought it would be against their religion. Their end was in sight, cancer would provide a natural escape from suffering, but it still felt far too slow…

I think therefore I am? – FAQs

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“You have to be special to work in Hospice/Palliative Care.”

“I’ve developed specialised skills over many years of training and practice.”

“You’re an angel.”

“No, I’m human just like you are. I have feelings and I am affected by what happens to the people I look after. I’ve learnt how to handle it, but it has taken a lot of work to be able to do so.”

“I don’t know how you do what you do. I couldn’t do it.”

“Well some days I can’t do it either, but those days are few and far between. Dealing with death and dying on a daily basis can be stressful. Self-care is essential as is team care. Wellbeing practices have become part of my daily routine.”

“Working in Hospice/Palliative Care must be so depressing.”

“No, it isn’t. Sure we see more than our fair share of tragic situations but we can still make a difference. How would it have been for the patient and their family if we hadn’t been there?”

“What do you enjoy most about your job?

“Seeing patients and their families. Having a laugh with them.”

“What’s the most important thing you can do for your patients?”

“Listen to them. Find out what they need. Find out what goals they are still trying to achieve, even at the end of life.”

Palace of Care – Leave Request

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“Doctor, can I go out on leave this weekend?”

“What have you got planned?”

“I’m going home to spend time with my family, to see my children at home.”

“Will you be doing any cooking or cleaning?”

“No, I learnt my lesson last weekend.”

“You did too much?”

“Yes, I didn’t think to ask for help, I wanted to do the cooking all by myself. It used to be so easy. If I had allowed them to chop some vegetables I wouldn’t have been so tired.”

“It was a struggle wasn’t it?”

“Yes, I became irritated and grumpy.”

“You can certainly go home on leave but I don’t want you doing any work. You are there to rest and spend time with your kids. I don’t want you doing the housework.”

“I’ve had to let it go. After I am gone they will be in charge of the house and do things their own way.”

“It must have been hard for you to let go.”

“I don’t have much time left or energy.”

“You’re human, not superhuman.”

“Yes.”

“Are you going shopping again?”

“Yes, I have to buy clothes for the children…for them to wear to my funeral.”

“Buying the clothes sounds important to you.”

“I’ve always wanted them to look good. It’s important to look your best at all times.”

“Have a good weekend.”

“You too Doctor, see you Monday.”

Palace of Care – A Stitch in Time

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Our patient was dying and we had prepared her family for her imminent death. Their Imam had visited and they had already engaged the services of an Islamic funeral director. Their custom was for the body to be buried within 12 hours or before sunset. The timing was important and we wanted to avoid any hold-ups if possible. s

The eldest son had a special request. His mother had a stoma in place, this allowed solid bodily wastes to be collected in a small plastic bag. He asked if our staff would be able to sew up the stoma after death. He said their tradition was for the body not to have any foreign objects present. The funeral director had already told them that they could not help with this post-mortem procedure. The concern was there would be soiling after the stoma bag was removed. They wanted everything kept as clean as possible thus sewing up the stoma would prevent it from leaking.

I asked my medical team but no one available was keen to help. I would’ve been happy to come back to suture up the stoma myself but I was due to leave for an overseas trip the next morning. I asked around our other staff and three nurses with suturing experience put their hands up.

Our patient died the next day and her stoma was neatly sewn up by one of the nurses before the funeral director came to collect the body. The family were grateful and were able to bury within their customary timeframe. I was proud that our team had been able to help the family in their time of need.

Palace of Care – Hospice Garden Centre

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“Doctor, I’ve got a fundraising idea for the hospice.”

“Aha?”

“I’ve been going for walks around the garden and there are a lot of nice plants. Some of them you can’t find in garden centres. Has the hospice ever thought about selling plants?”

“No, we haven’t.”

“Here’s a photo of some plants I noticed. They have self-propagated themselves and are growing well. Do you think I could make a donation in exchange for two of the plants?”

“I’ll check with the gardening team, but I think that will be fine if there are a lot of the plants. What are you thinking of doing with the plants?”

“I’d like to plant them in my garden. You’ve all looked after me so well during my admission. I’d like to maintain some connection to hospice even after I am gone. So later on when my children see the plants in our garden they will remember my time in hospice as a good time.”

“That sounds nice. I’ll get our team onto it and we’ll make it happen. Don’t worry about the donation.”

“No Doctor, I must insist. I know my donation will benefit other patients.”

“Okay, Deal made.”

I think therefore I am? – Colours

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Most people have a favourite. Something caught your eye when you were a kid. It might be the colour of your favourite toy. Or your favourite food. It might be the colours of your nation’s flag. Colours are abundant in our world, the different shades make the world more interesting.

People are of different skin colours too. Some of us are white. Some of us are Brown. Black. Yellow, Olive-skinned. Grey. Different but the same in many aspects. Various empires sent their colonists out into the bigger world. The locals were impacted and the trauma that was experienced can be passed down through the generations. A deep lack of trust was ingrained by the actions of colonists toward the natives. This distrust can be passed down the bloodline, leading to intergenerational trauma.

When you are in good health you can tolerate a lot more than when you are unwell. Your baseline fears and needs come to the surface under stress. The uncertainty of their situation can leave a person terrified. The fears from the past can come back, no matter how strong a person had been in suppressing them.

Past traumas can be triggered unintentionally and people may want to avoid situations when they feel at their most vulnerable. People try to remain as independent as possible, and they may struggle in their non-acceptance of help. When you are weak and tired you may try to show your strength by pushing people away. Not being able to toilet or shower oneself may be one such situation. Requiring assistance means the loss of privacy and dignity. Having to be naked in the presence of others is a huge line to cross. Having to admit, “I need help. I am vulnerable.” A nightmare situation for anyone, having to be fully exposed. Add to that the inter-generational fear triggered by someone who resembles your ancestors’ oppressors and pre-existing suffering can be amplified.

Colours can affect us in many ways. Red light means Stop. Green for Go. What does amber/orange mean? Speed up or slow down? Everything becomes a blur of colour. The centre cannot hold, as a human being accelerates towards the finish line. The colour in their eyes faded down to a sparkless stare into space. The light of the person dims as they prepare to leave this plane of existence. Off they go to parts unknown, never to return again.

Palace of Care – Existential Devastation

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I was worried about my patient. Swallowing was compromised. Their thinking was compromised. Oral intake was minimal. More of the day was taken over by the need to sleep. Pain control was still inadequate. They felt so out of sorts, miserable in all aspects of their being. A proud person who had worked hard to overcome many difficulties. Trying harder had worked throughout life. The same attitude prevailed during the cancer battle. Pushing themselves harder and harder, no matter how terrible the side effects or the pain. Sheer determination and willpower saw them through.

This came at the cost of themself. They hadn’t felt normal for a long time. The physical pain could be tolerated but the inner voice of existential distress had become unbearable in recent weeks. It could not be ignored. Nothing felt right. It was not supposed to be like this. They should have been planning for a family holiday rather than their own funeral to ease the burden on the family. A casket had been chosen and of course, it had to be in the favourite colour. Different from most people’s preferences but being different was nothing new. Growing up as an immigrant in a mostly white country you are used to being different.

There was so much that had been planned for the future, the future stolen away by cancer. Cancer took away too much and had not finished. It was taking precious life away, draining the internal battery constantly. The image in the mirror was shrinking day by day. The sense of intactness was long gone. Feeling like themself, was but a distant memory from a bygone era, from someone else’s life. There was still too much to do. The need to get everything just right had always been there, now it was all-consuming. Too many competing priorities and time, precious time, was running out. Too many thoughts smashing against each other in their head. Unable to make sense of it all. The nights were the worst time of all. The long lonely nights were when the thoughts reached their crescendo and then deteriorated into cacophony.

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Palace of Care – Earning Trust

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It had taken months to earn their trust. I had to show a willingness to listen. To demonstrate flexibility in shared decision-making. Each clinic visit involved negotiations. I thought I could make them more comfortable with my medications. They did not want to try my medications. I pushed, and they pushed back. I pulled, and they pulled away. I made lots of suggestions, but most of them were shot down. The interactions were always polite, but it was difficult to engage.

I was sure the treatments were making them feel worse, but they would’ve done anything to live longer, no matter what the personal cost. 12 cycles of chemotherapy meant eight months of being imprisoned mostly at home. Unable to venture far from the toilet because of the almost constant diarrhoea. Always accompanied by crampy abdominal pain, day and night. Long days and longer, lonely nights. There was no way to rest properly apart from the few days between cycles when they’d feel almost normal again. Then it was time to start the next cycle.

They had planned a trip with their family. They wanted the children to travel with them to far-off lands. They wanted to create a memory of an exciting family trip. The journey was booked for six months. I was worried about our patient living through the next four months let alone six months. I talked about smaller trips closer to home. The children just want to spend time with their parents. It doesn’t have to be fancy. Short day trips would be just as memorable. The children missed their parent’s cooking. Their other parent didn’t cook as well despite their best efforts. The kids longed for a taste of normality.

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I think therefore I am? – No Surprises Policy

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The idea behind this policy is we do not want any patients or their loved ones to receive any surprises if there is something that we can do about it. We don’t want anyone to be surprised that they are deteriorating. We don’t want anyone to be surprised that their loved ones are dying. This is to give people as much warning as possible if major change is occurring. Signalling transition points allows a person to have some choice in their situation.

No surprise, if their situation is worsening and their condition is deteriorating. They need to know what is going on and/or their family need to know.
If they are told their time is limited then this can colour the choices that they make. What will they do with their precious time? Will they continue pursuing treatments of dubious benefit? Or will they spend their time and energy on completing important tasks with their family?

It doesn’t really matter what they choose, what matters is to offer them the opportunity to make their own choices in whatever situation they end up in. The uncertainty and loss of control in their end-of-life situation are hard for anyone to tolerate. If I can bring some order to their increasingly chaotic situation, it may make a significant difference.

No surprises for staff and volunteers either. How we treat people is important. If you were in the patient’s situation how would you feel? We want to give them as much advance warning as possible. Unfortunately, we don’t always get warnings ourselves. Sudden deterioration in hospice patients can happen at any time. We will try our best to let loved ones know if death is imminent. Sometimes despite the family’s 24/7 vigil, they might miss out on the moment of death. Some people just want to be alone when it is time to die, they want to spare their loved ones from the final moments. One patient couldn’t leave as the love in the room from their family was holding her there.

No surprises if someone is needing to be discharged, to be transferred to another care facility. We will give the patient and their family fair warning of any pending transfer of care.