I think therefore I am? – Poem of Power

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Rudyard Kipling’s poem “If” has helped me through many difficult situations over the years, especially the first two lines of it:

“If you can keep your head when all about you   
    Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,“ 

I need to be the calm one, the calming influence within chaotic situations.

I have to be prepared to arrive and take command of the situation. To try to slow things down and soothe any suffering that may be occurring.

Treating everyone in a polite and friendly manner no matter how extreme their situations may be.

Keeping a cool and focused head, when everyone else is flailing away. To be a calmness hotspot, broadcasting it around myself.

They can blame me for shortening the visit times, “the doctor said my visitors could only stay for 15 minutes as he wanted me to rest more.”

I am a product of my training; medical, physical, mindfulness, including daily suffering doses from cold water exposure, fasting, Brazilian Jiu Jitsu and much more.

Maintaining my own sense of humour whilst being able to coax out laughter from the most unwell people in the world.

I studied in order to be able to find myself a job. I started working, found my calling and I now am a passionate member of a cause.

I continue to learn each day and am privileged to be able to learn from the patients and families that I deal with.

What does the future hold?


Palace of Care – Welcome to Hospice – Part 3

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What the heck was going on? I was in a senior leadership meeting and the receptionist asked me to come over urgently as there was a man shouting at the front desk. I went over to see what was going on and was met by a man in a leather jacket. I took him into the side room so that we could talk in private. It took me a few seconds to realise that he was hearing impaired, and that’s why he was talking loudly. I raised my own voice in order for him to hear me properly. He said that he had lost his hearing because of work, back in the day they weren’t as careful with hearing protection.

He told me that he we had looked after his wife last month, and told me her name. It took me about ten seconds before I remembered who she was. Oh right, I think I met you when your wife was with us. Sorry that I didn’t recognise you. I remember your wife really well, she was a nice lady. Two days before she died, she had visited another patient that she had met in hospital. Even though your wife was so unwell and so short of breath, she had made a big effort to make the other lady feel better by welcoming her to hospice, that was really nice of her. He said that was what she had always been like, always helping people out.

He said that the reason he had come in was to tell us about something that he had organised in honour of his wife. In her memory he had organised a motorbike rally, from here in Auckland, to his wife’s favourite mountain. People who joined would donate, with the proceeds going towards our hospice, in memory of his wife. 120 people had already signed up and he wanted us to know, as the family didn’t have much money, but wanted to donate something in order to help others in the community. That’s what his wife had been all about, always thinking of others.

I thanked him for thinking of us and for organising the fundraising effort. Your wife was a kind lady, and she would be proud of your effort. Safe riding.