Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Dilemma

My job is about Dealing with and minimizing dilemmas. Unfortunately the dilemmas in the last few weeks have been plentiful and less with students and more with coaches and friends.


Disease is the major culprit. Lord I would love a sprained ankle at the moment.


Diabetes, hypertension, a paralytic colon, and anemia are at the top of the list.

I have been SCARED and concerned. I have offered to babysit kids and donate all my bone marrow.


Are we at the age where bad stuff just happens to good people?


I've talked a lot about the good stuff, but should acknowledge the bad…


Have you ever seen a diabetic event?


Scariest thing ever!!! It's like watching a drunk. They think they are ok, but clearly not. One event happened while a man was on a baseball field dragger and his athletes watching. He was driving like a MAD man. Another coach and I actually got into an argument as to whether I should be out on the field because the driver could not be trusted not to hit me.


Once he was off the machine my training was useful, but until then I was helpless.


How about sitting at the cardiologist? Not fun. Ok, if I'm sitting anywhere I'll make it fun, but circumstances make it not so. I was able to help a friend and be an interpreter. We found out he has exercise induced high blood pressure.  Odd!


How about a dear friend with an intestine blockage? That was great.


Her daughter had to ask me to see if she was really ok, because she was doubled over in pain that morning and told her daughter she was alright.


Surprise surprise, she told me the same thing.


Thank goodness the security guard at school told her if she didn’t get in the car and go to the hospital he was going to put her in an ambulance himself. And thank goodness the blockage began to move and she seems to be almost human now. However, she did not make me any coffee yesterday, which makes me angry at her. *smile


Yestderday was finding out a person I owe a lot of my current happiness to seems to have a disease coming out of a 10-year remission.


Stupid blood disorders!!


When so much of my day is spent figuring out and fixing problems it stinks to be helpless.


He has an amazing support system so I didn't need to be all up in his business. I spent the day researching and trying to figure out if we can do anything as a community to help. I like to take my mind off the immediate to work on future plans.


LONG family history of ostriches...


Mostly I want to see how I can get blood and bone marrow tested. I start thinking maybe this is the reason I was put where I am.


In truth a large, I don't know if "goal" is the right word, but definitely on my bucket list is to be able to help a person by donating my marrow.


No way is it comfortable. No way would it be fun. I realize this.


I have no idea what propels me. Maybe it's the thought that my physical pain could possibly save a person the emotional pain of losing someone they love too soon. Maybe it’s because I have strong bones and can grow more marrow. Others aren't so lucky.


I found marrow.org and urge you to be tested and put your name on the registry.


I hope in Cypress we will be able to have a registration drive. 


And while I've diverged to helping causes I will continue.


There is a winery out of Napa, CA called ONEHOPE. Their specialty is good low cost wine where profits go to various research foundations. They have a pink bottled Chardonnay where half of the profits go towards Breast Cancer research. Now there is a blue bottled Cabernet Sauvignon and half of the profits of its sale go towards autism research. What a cool company!!!


I really enjoyed my Cabernet the other night. Both can be found at your local Specs. For those of you outside Houston I'm sure it's easy to find.


As for me, I will continue the fights that need fighting. The coach with diabetes is getting it under control and the friend with the high blood pressure is as well. If MsD will start making coffee she will be back to normal.


Oh, what about my students? Well, my students do crazy things like slam their mouth on a teammate's head. Spitting blood and crying is the kind of dilemma I prefer!

Inspiration Song...Dilemma by Max Enforcer and Waverider.

One of the lines from Dilemma is "Where would you look for answers? None of us are in this alone."  Hell ya! For those friends/coworkers I have written about here or you reading this, know you are not alone. I gotz your back!

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