Five years ago I was blessed with a daughter. After two boys, we finally had a girl! I was working full time but I always made it a point to spend some quality time with Megan. Because unlike with the boys, Megan came to our lives unexpectedly, and I was already working at the Colorado Neurological Institute, which provides neurological rehabilitation, leaving me not much time to see her grow up before my eyes.
So I sometimes study at home about procedures and practices in neuro rehab and neurotherapy. I feel guilty sometimes when I study and my daughter is there and I can’t spend as much time as I wanted to play with her. I found a trick in one of the working mom blog sites I stumbled on, and that was to engage my kid in what I was doing. Well, the blogger was talking about cooking, but whatever.
I talk to Megan about what I am studying, so it is like play time, in a weird scholarly way. She seems to have picked up on it because I sometimes practice the exercises with her, even though she is not a patient. Well, her speech ability, I must admit is pretty impressive for a five year old. LOL!
Oh, I should stop this and really make time for her. And it starts today. She and I are going to take Lilo our Frenchie for a walk. It is a great time to be outdoors. Maybe because I just love spring and kids and dogs should have a lot of play time outdoors.
I do not allow her to play with gadgets, like tablets and computers. But I do reward her with an hour or so of play on them on weekends. I am old school. I think children should spend time doing real play where they move their legs and bodies. God knows how many kids at the center would want to be able to do that when their frail bodies are being wasted by disease.
My profession takes a lot out of me. I see a patient and I see a parent, a child, a spouse or a sibling struggling to regain use of their bodies. Although I check myself from time to time, in order not to get too attached to a patient, I also maintain that empathy because I can do my job better if I can feel their pain and struggle. It makes me strive to do my best for the patient because there is nothing more joyful or rewarding than seeing someone get their lives back through rehabilitation.
Diseases that takes away mobility, also takes away a lot of dignity on the part of the patient. I always reassure them, and tell them that things will get better if they do their part. A solid support system from the staff as well as from their families can do wonders to the healing of a patient. It also reminds me to be thankful for everyday blessings like good health, the love of family and the comforts of life.