tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17440241.post708372642091049341..comments2023-11-24T18:29:51.733+10:00Comments on jellyhead: dancing around an elephantJellyheadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05344630172173199819noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17440241.post-82482959464826201132008-01-20T10:50:00.000+10:002008-01-20T10:50:00.000+10:00How miserably sad. I wish I could visit Mrs. E. ju...How miserably sad. I wish I could visit Mrs. E. just to give her a hug and talk to her. Both of my parents have died and I was with both in their last weeks, days, hours and minutes. My mom died peacefully and unafraid in my bed with her whole family, including all the kids, surrounding her. It may sound strange but it was beautiful. Watching both my parents take their last breath was life changing. I do not understand anything more about death but that it is intricately connected with life. Thank you for sharing this important post.Mimihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05392227354915754519noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17440241.post-75569195003587947912008-01-17T15:10:00.000+10:002008-01-17T15:10:00.000+10:00oh, I could barely read this when you first posted...oh, I could barely read this when you first posted it.<BR/><BR/>I have thought about it, and keep returning to the fact that it is affirming that you exist, in the role you have, and in the world.<BR/><BR/>I always try to live in a present which acknowledges that each day is a gift.fifihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06946945635726214503noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17440241.post-22339045781279128722008-01-17T08:51:00.000+10:002008-01-17T08:51:00.000+10:00This is the hardest part of what we do, isn't it?I...This is the hardest part of what we do, isn't it?<BR/><BR/>I once terminally extubated a forty-something year old man who had anoxic brain injury and his mother fainted.<BR/><BR/>My heart went out to her and I wanted so badly to make it so that her son's imminent death was not her reality. But I couldn't.<BR/><BR/>And it was very sad.Heatherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03655262571287385309noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17440241.post-10244432667596029932008-01-17T08:35:00.000+10:002008-01-17T08:35:00.000+10:00I like to think of death as just a door way to som...I like to think of death as just a door way to something new. It's just so often an ugly ride getting there.Redneck Mommyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09947243296264284961noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17440241.post-24829291301280213662008-01-17T06:41:00.000+10:002008-01-17T06:41:00.000+10:00It's so encouraging to read your thoughts Jelly. I...It's so encouraging to read your thoughts Jelly. It makes me realize there are doctors out who don't just think of patients as numbers or 'their job'. <BR/>I hope in my old age I'm lucky enough to have a Dr. who cares, and realizes the importance of touch, etc. <BR/>A sweet post from a sweet doctor. Thanks Jellyfish....er, I mean Jellyhead :)Kerrihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18362584475435433892noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17440241.post-57647875849195827492008-01-16T23:23:00.000+10:002008-01-16T23:23:00.000+10:00A good doctor is so hard to find. You make house ...A good doctor is so hard to find. You make house calls, you rub feet, you actually care for your patients. Healthcare is such a 'business' anymore, all about the $ (at least here in the states), it is refreshing to hear your take on it.<BR/><BR/>Job well done, jelly!Susan Tidwellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14508914812621410413noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17440241.post-17982799237867328442008-01-16T17:58:00.000+10:002008-01-16T17:58:00.000+10:00Jelly, there is so much I want to say, but I don't...Jelly, there is so much I want to say, but I don't know the words. Thank you for such a beautiful, sombre post.thisismehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01281027325104604961noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17440241.post-30980834071217876512008-01-16T15:44:00.000+10:002008-01-16T15:44:00.000+10:00What a compassionate person you are Jelly.I was di...What a compassionate person you are Jelly.<BR/>I was discussing my friend the Bride's death with my GP today. She had been the Bride's Dr too. We both agreed, it had been a blessing when she went, but seemed so sad, because she was so alert & vital mentally.meggiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00061112627819270427noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17440241.post-1214300688379831422008-01-16T10:39:00.000+10:002008-01-16T10:39:00.000+10:00The lesson here is to live life to the full! So th...The lesson here is to live life to the full! So that when we get to the point of "Dancing around the Elephant" - we will not feel the need for another walk along the beach, a wine fuelled night with friends and the chance to read another great novel. We will have had more than our share of wonderful walks, wines and books.Michellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00152241012333999172noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17440241.post-68958473960704657052008-01-16T03:50:00.000+10:002008-01-16T03:50:00.000+10:00I've written & rewritten my comment here and just ...I've written & rewritten my comment here and just can't seem to say what I feel here in words. Many of my husbands siblings are much closer to the ends of their lives than I care to think about and it's very sad.<BR/><BR/>You are a good & caring doctor Jelly and you really do make a difference in your patient's lives...you know how to reach their hearts.Sandy Hatcher-Wallacehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15011307599473627922noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17440241.post-53311627411183689162008-01-15T22:35:00.000+10:002008-01-15T22:35:00.000+10:00My guess is that you touched more than her feet; y...My guess is that you touched more than her feet; you are touching her heart.John Cowarthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01105166273383950695noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17440241.post-23100252638271204882008-01-15T20:03:00.000+10:002008-01-15T20:03:00.000+10:00It's hard to gather all the different thoughts I h...It's hard to gather all the different thoughts I have when I read your post, and put them into a succinct comment.<BR/>Of course, I can't.<BR/>I have written several sentences and deleted them all.<BR/>It's like it is so big I can't gather it all in.<BR/>But I so appreciate that you have shared this part of you with us.freefallinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05689667027805519320noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17440241.post-24904121428508759182008-01-15T19:54:00.000+10:002008-01-15T19:54:00.000+10:00Jellyhead,I believe that it is through these encou...Jellyhead,<BR/>I believe that it is through these encounters that we, ourselves, "come to terms" with the inevitability of death. So when it's our turn we can pet the elephant rather than talk around him.<BR/>When my mother was being paleated in our ICU with a fentanyl drip, I'd vistit her morning and night. One morning when I stopped in before going to OR I said to her, "how ya doin' today mom?" She looked me in the eye and just as lucid as can be she said, "I'm not dead yet!" She was tired of waiting and was disappointed that "it" was taking so long.<BR/>relrelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09030572981830789370noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17440241.post-56383319160376370752008-01-15T15:46:00.000+10:002008-01-15T15:46:00.000+10:00"Dancing around an elephant"I am not going to ever..."Dancing around an elephant"<BR/>I am not going to ever forget this term.<BR/>My Mom is a nurse in pallative care....I do not know how she does it.<BR/>People like you make such a difference Jelly.<BR/>Blessings to you.Mackeyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16030325528902514986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17440241.post-90238861573039860092008-01-15T12:44:00.000+10:002008-01-15T12:44:00.000+10:00Oh my... this is definitely part of your job I hav...Oh my... this is definitely part of your job I have not heard about yet from your blog. Yet, I suppose, I figured it was there.<BR/><BR/>My mom and I were just speaking today about how she feels helping out at the senior center lunch room in their community (she herself having just turned 67... she is amazing that she is the volunteer here). She said that the hardest time there is the change... mainly meaning the change in the cast of characters there. She misses them when they are gone... but does not fail to give them hugs when they are there.Nestor Familyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17137268699982076705noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17440241.post-82387410780722572402008-01-15T12:19:00.000+10:002008-01-15T12:19:00.000+10:00right now there are people in my life that are dra...right now there are people in my life that are drawing closer to that point and I'm not sure how to react.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com