You know why people resist going to the emergency room or the doctor when they’re sick?
It’s not because they don’t want to pay. It’s not because they don’t want the attention. It’s not because they don’t believe in it.
It’s because they are hurt or sick and don’t have the energy to deal with it. I only have this insight when I am hurt or sick, and I never retain it, so I’m stating it now, for the record.
No big deal… I sprained my ankle yesterday. I don’t honestly believe I have any need of medical attention. But someone at work suggested it, and all I could think was… iucch, are you kidding? Just getting there is going to be too hard. And I remember the last time I cut my finger really badly, same thing. I’m all… throbbing and bleeding and I’d have to like, get dressed and get myself there. It’s overwhelming enough as it is, going to a hospital, but when you’re hurting? So much worse.
I figured yesterday that if I woke up today and it was mostly better, yay, and if not, it would be a bit of a long haul. Days/weeks. or longer. I’ve sprained before. I’m weak and susceptible and oh so knowledgeable. So yeah, today is the same. Ice, ace bandages… it’s fine until you hit it wrong, which is amazingly hard to prevent.
