For me, last week started badly and then got worse until Wednesday afternoon when, in a matter of minutes, I learned I was scheduled for gall bladder surgery in 20 minutes.
Wednesday evening I was feeling greatly relieved and greatly grateful for excellent medical care.
That’s the short version.
Sitting alone in a dimly lit hospital room with only one’s thoughts allows a lot of time for introspection, something I enjoy.
I was in and out of my hospital room, returning home in 24 hours without turning the television on once.
The peace and quiet was luxurious. Maybe the pain pills had something to do with that.
I was back home Thursday afternoon and since then I have nothing to complain about.
My choices of food will probably change and I will adapt to that, unless it’s salmon, kale and Brussel sprouts. And beets.
With all that time to introspect, what introspections have I reached?
Wednesday morning I was going to tough out another day as I just needed time to “get over it.” It’s worked before. This was going to be day three.
It was Wednesday evening when I realized that my wife’s insistence that she make a doctor’s appointment for me was exactly the right thing to do.
I was way past “getting over it.” The thumb-sized gallstone with a second smaller one and the surgeon’s word “gangrenous” confirmed it.
Any farmer I know has a big streak of independence. I believe it is a requirement to be a farmer.
However, a wise person takes advice from those around. No one can make every decision correctly all by oneself.
I wrote a post on Facebook about my week and in it, I wrote about my wife’s decision to make a doctor’s appointment saying, “She’s a wise woman.”
In the days since, there have been comments on Facebook and face to face, reciting that phrase “wise woman” back at me. They are letting me know how fortunate I am to have that “wise woman” as my spouse.
Message received. 10-4, good buddy.
My wife has seen and heard the comments and when we are having a “discussion” on something, she will use the “wise women” phrase on me, playing it like a trump card.
I am reduced to defenselessness. She knows what she is doing.
Late Wednesday I received a good dose of humility as I realized my wife and then our doctor, nurses, hospital staff, surgeon and his assistants all worked together to diagnose my problem and at a time when most people are thinking of going home at 4 p.m., prepared themselves and their equipment for surgery.
Everyone needs to receive a quantity of humility mixed with gratitude from time to time. Once again, “Message received.”
After I was home the lessons in humility and gratitude continued as I received well wishes from family and friends.
One of my favorite mental exercises is to try to answer the question “Are people basically good or basically bad?”
My recent experience has told me people are basically good and a lot of that has to do with the choices of people you surround yourself with going through life.
My week’s experiences with people I know whether it was professionally or personally, let me know these people are on the A-team of life and I am fortunate to have them close at hand.
And that’s not the pain pills talking.
Rye is a Farm News staff writer and farmer from Hanlontown. Reach him by e-mail at email@example.com.
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