One year ago today I checked into the hospital for what was then my 7th breast surgery, a mastectomy.
My anxiety should have been through the roof. I should have been crying as I was wheeled into the operating room (as I was for surgery #5).
But I wasn't.
I chose to share my experience publicly, and that decision turned out to be one of the things that made the biggest difference for me on that day.
I know for sure that it was the thoughts and prayers from family, friends, colleagues and so many of you here that allowed me to feel so calm on that day. Perfectly calm.
My husband and I had a nice chat with the technician about our local sports teams and his teenage son playing football. My nurse had on the prettiest earrings and the color of her scrubs was so gorgeous against her skin tone. The anesthesiologist came in and put the catheter attached to my pain "purse" in my back, and everything from then on was a happy blur.
I woke up in more pain than I had imagined and that was scary, but the surgery was over and I was relieved. The next morning I woke up on my husband and I's 16th wedding anniversary ... and when the sun came up we realized that my room overlooked a town center area where we had stayed before for our anniversary. Not quite the same experience. It's okay though, we will make up for it with a little trip this weekend.
This week one of the tasks on your Plan of the Week was to make a difference for one person, and all of this is why. So many people are struggling with issues that you may or may not see or know about. All of the calls, notes, messages, meals and gifts that I received during this time last year made a tremendous difference (and positive impact) on me and my family. Unless you have been through something similar you may not realize the impact that the smallest gestures can have.
Interrupt anxiety with gratitude. It works, every time.
Have you blessed someone this week? Tell us about it!