sunday morning ramblings

Oct 26, 2014 11:21


I really miss writing. I should make livejournal my homepage and never log out, so that I can continue to write everyday. I feel like starting a new blog about medical things - mostly because I get so many ideas and moments while at work. Except that when I get home, I let the fatigue and the proximity of my bed deter me from doing so.

I still believe that is one of the things I can contribute to medicine - my writing. It is not eloquent, nor is it treacherous. It is simple, it is guided by what little experience I have, and touched by those I work with, and collectively, the web has expanded further than I thought it would.

I wanted to write when I heard an eighty-something year old woman who was relatively healthy, yet came in with her heart beating irregularly. She was still working at her catering business, and she was adamant about being independent. We had physical therapy evaluate her strength, and the inevitable came - she needed a cane or walker, at least for the meantime.

She reluctantly agreed. She also said a very striking phrase - "I have a cane in my closet." I think, in our entire group, I was the only one astounded by the weight of her words. I was heaving deep inside and writing down this phrase in the recesses of my mind.

It moved me. If there are many men and women who hide in their closet, but are starting to come out now because acceptance is starting to become the thing nowadays, then this should be the same for our elderly population who hide walkers and canes in their closets, trying to push away what is inevitable, but deep inside kept that cane in their closet for a purpose.

One more thing, before I leave this page: they say, you have to write about your own experiences, because you know best about them. I live, eat, and breathe medicine nowadays, with some sprinkling of kpop and art. It really is pushing me to write a medical blog, though there are thousands of those already established. I fear I may run out of ideas and that I may sound too plain (as most writers fear), but it is not wrong to try, is it? I have already left my fiction-writing days, though I still look back every now and then and relive those moments when ideas are bursting and I needed to type faster to keep up with them.

Ah, those were the days. In other words, this livejournal is 10 years old.

Happy 10th birthday.


And how apt, Hyunseung's gorgeous smile. Placebo's lyrics are still the most poignant of them all.
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