The Franklin Makeover works….if you put the effort into it.
Last week our word as a group was kindness. Lots of us experienced the same thing. We realized that the world is a kinder place when we practice kindness and when we look for kindness. It was a great learning experience for me to realize I just need to take the time to look for it and it will be there! I also need to not be so rushed that I can’t show kindness.
This week my word is grace. I have always admired people that I felt were full of grace. Once I choose this word, I wondered what did it really mean. I looked it up in the dictionary. I found it had many meanings. One was favor or goodwill, to show kindness, kindliness, love, mercy shown, a grace period after a bill is due. We are learning about lots of qualities that make up grace.
Last week I had to take my Dad in to have his right hand and wrist checked out. He has complained about it since he awoke from his coma. We found out he has a ligament tear, most likely an old injury, that requires an intense surgery to fix. It won’t be fixed in his current condition. The PA put a cast on it to hopefully give it rest and help with the pain. It worked for almost a week. Tuesday he started complaining of pain; by Wednesday it was so painful I took him in and the cast was removed. It was a painful process for him. When the cast came off, his arm had red splotches on it. I asked to speak to the PA and he came in the cast room. I mentioned it to him and he just kind of blew me off and said, “well you know he has a very arthritic joint. Just alternate with ice and heat and in two weeks I’ll inject it if it isn’t better.” So for the remainder of Wednesday the ice and heat treatment was used. By Wednesday night his wrist and hand were so swollen I asked my mom to take him to the emergency room. He was admitted to the hospital for cellulitis. Thursday morning I was pretty upset with the PA. We have a system called myChart where we can message the dr. I sent a message to the PA letting him know what happened and that my Dad’s pain was a little bit more than just an arthritic joint. The difference now is that I tried to word my message with grace instead of just blasting him for not being more careful with my Dad’s care. With utter amazement I found out that the PA came to my Dad’s hospital room today to check on him. I’m not so sure that would have happened had I not tried so hard to use my words with grace. These days the dr’s do not visit hospitals. They have dr’s that are hospitalist and they provide the care in the hospital. I’m so excited to be aware of the changes within and to see the positive affects without.