Be careful what you ask for...you might have to give yourself insulin shots!
Twice weekly visits, tweaking dosages, scrutinizing the carbs in every mouthful--it's harder than I hoped, but worth it.
The very best thing was the simple acknowledgement of the specialist. "You've been walking THAT much? And eating just this? You must be hungry and tired all the time."
Why yes! Why yes I have! Even without medicine, that little bit of empathy made me feel better immediately. Someone understood.
In the Legion of Mary, we visit sick people every week, but we're restricted to the spiritual works of mercy, understanding, as Mother Teresa pointed out, that loneliness is the greatest poverty. This can be downright frustrating for a practical do-er like me. How am I supposed to talk when someone is clearly hurting, let alone encourage them to offer up their suffering while they're at it?
This experience reminds me that empathy is powerful medicine, too.
(Thanks again to everyone who left such encouraging comments on the previous post!)
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