Why "wounded bird"? Well actually one of my nicknames is "Eagle" (which has my initals in it[egl])...that's the bird side, the "wounded" side is from what I had to go though the last 24 months with the pain in my body.
Kind of hard to believe that it has almost been 24 months since the start of my bout with appendicitis/perotinitus (you would have figured that I would have learned to spell it by now). Just checked and it is spelled peritonitis. (ha, ha)
During that period of time I spent times in and out of a couple of hospitals, had at least 7 doctors tell my parents that I was dying, had some fun and not so fun experiences with doctors, nurses, staff, etc... and learned some things along the way, some of which I'll share and then from there it'll probably be like other blogs where thoughts, opinions etc... are shared.
Speaking of something learned.... going through hospitalization can be extremely frustrating and lonely. So one of the ways to combat it is something that my parents put together while I was going through my time in the hospital. What they did was get a journal (just a regular blank writing journal) and have everyone who either was working on or visiting me come in and write something in the journal.
That way whenever I felt lonely or weary (and when you spend day after day like I did, you get to be lonely), I had a source of encouragement because there was a reminder that there were people that were encouraging me, supporting me, praying for me, or doing the same for my parents. And nothing picks up your feelings remembering that there are people who care and want to see you again.
So if you've got someone in the hospital, find something that will keep them encouraged and remind them that they have something/someone to live for.
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