I’ve Got Better Friends Now

I should be getting the cast off this week. In the past week, I have gone almost nowhere and done almost nothing. I want to make sure that I do not aggravate the surgery. But I have talked to friends almost every day. That has been huge.

Today, a friend from work came over and gave me food. She even prepared apples and oranges for me so that I don’t have to do anything. I can scoop the fruit into a bowl and be done with it. She went to a lot of trouble and seemed to enjoy helping me and enjoy basic human contact. Between Covid making people not want to see others and my injury, I haven’t seen hardly anyone, so face-to-face contact is truly a blessing.

But other friends have called to check in on me. Part of what has made this difficult has been my lack of experience or role modeling of self-care. I even asked one of the managers before surgery what an adult would do in this situation, not just someone OCD enough to want to work myself into further injury. My friends have been amazing. I feel so cared for, a feeling I never felt with the family.

All of this has made me want to be able to be there for my friends when they need me. And I have to take care of myself to have anything to offer them. When people care for themselves and each other, good things happen. Who’d a thunk it?

About cdhoagpurple

I live in Michigan. I was Greek Orthodox (and previously Protestant), but now am more Buddhist than anything. I am single now (through the till-death-do-you-part clause of the marriage contract). My husband Barry was a good man and celebrated 30 years in AA. I am overly educated, with an MBA. My life felt terminally in-limbo while caring for a sick husband, but I am free now. I see all things as being in transition. Impermanence is the ultimate fact of life. Nothing remains the same, good or bad.

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