I have found a fail safe coping strategy for hospital life. Actually, I will throw modesty aside and tell you it's pretty fabulous.
My high school counselors used to ambush us and force us to learn to deal with stress, with hokey pokey 'happy place' mechanisms. Sitting on a beach, drinking a Pina Colada is not my happy place. In my South Asian family we don't do baking in the sun whilst scantily clad. Personally, when my mind is idle it is most vulnerable to spastic, stressful thinking.
This morning I woke up with 2 goals for my first day of work:
- Do not throw up.
- Do not pass out.
The underlying theme is survival and to avoid being labeled 'The pukey intern' on day 1. How did I accomplish this remarkable feat today? The most awesome youtube video I have seen this year. Two months later it still makes me laugh in a squirt milk through your nose kind of way.
No, I would not like to be at that disco swimming pool. Yes, it never fails to make me laugh. Hence, anytime I look like Bambi caught in headlights, frozen in a hospital hallway, rest assured - there is a swimming pool party in my head.
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