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Sometimes “Fine” is not fine.

Here’s that post I mentioned would follow:

I think people say “You’ll be fine” for one of three reasons; they don’t know what to say, they don’t care and want to end the conversation, or they have a self- centered focus of such intensity that they believe these mere words coming out their mouths is all you need to hear.

Now, I know there are exceptions to this — the calculus teacher looking at the test you just turned in —he has the test key — the neighbor who watched you knock over a sprinkler head — he has a spare in his garage.

That’s not the stuff I’m talking about.

I’m talking about the fears and anxieties we have when a family member learns of abnormal biopsy results, when the sole bread winner in a household gets laid off, when a fight between couples results in one walking out.

You get the picture.

There is no guarantee.

And it is never more important to understand this than in medicine.

It’s not an exact science, and it never will be.

So, if you care about someone who’s going a trial with their health or is preparing for surgery, do this:

Just listen.

Don’t interrupt.

Just listen.

It’s usually all they need.

 

 

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fay 3If you’re going to have a  pity party and my attendance is mandatory, you just have to acknowledge that that’s what it is, and I will comply because see, I have hosted a few myself. I will nod my head in affirmation, give a few “uh huh’s”, and make sure there are plenty of your favorite foods present. It’s your party and you shouldn’t be eating the crummy leftovers.

Go for the foods that trigger elevations in your serotonin level – a quick fix — I’d recommend a bacon cheeseburger on a whole wheat bun with a thin slice of avocado for flair. You got your carbohydrate, your protein, and your healthy fat in that juicy burger. Invite friends that have an appetite as healthy as yours, no real skinny people allowed.

There is natural OxyContin, the kind released from the brain when we are feeling loved, so… no solo pity partying is advised. Talk to a friend.You are also too vulnerable to be hitting the alcohol. Alcohol’s positive effects are so short — the nausea, headache, and valley of depression the next day aren’t worth it.

And finally,

When you hang the “Poor Me” balloons, hang them low. It helps to accentuate the absurdity of the event. I’d help you blow them up but I’ve been a little short of breath lately. Go with a black color scheme. When you wake up the next day and realize it’s not all that bad, the black will shame you into getting up even faster and getting on with the day.

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