Take a brief break with several six-word caregiver poems, like ‘Pillow, Pills, Poop, Piss, and Pain’ plus a poem about me from The Good Listening Project.
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Welcome to Health Hats, learning on the journey toward best health. I am Danny van Leeuwen, a two-legged, old, cisgender, white man with privilege, living in a food oasis, who can afford many hats and knows a little about a lot of healthcare and a lot about very little. Most people wear hats one at a time, but I wear them all at once. We will listen and learn about what it takes to adjust to life’s realities in the awesome circus of healthcare. Let’s make some sense of all this.
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Hello, fine listeners and readers. This is my 143rd episode and my 510th post. I began weekly blogging on July 24th, 2012, and weekly podcasting on November 28th, 2018. I’ve missed two posts in nine years. A short episode on mic- just me talking for 10 to 30 minutes- takes five to twelve hours to produce. This episode took six hours. A full 40-to-60-minute interview takes 12 to 40 hours to produce. Yikes. While I enjoy almost every minute of doing it, I feel the pressure of maintaining this production level and quality. A few months ago, I shifted to alternate weeks of interviews and on mic episodes. That reduced the effort. Now I’m going to give myself a break- not stop- because I love it. But not pressure myself to produce every week. So, I will miss some. I’m letting you know. Thanks for your continuing support and support from our sponsor, Abridge, going into our third year together. And as always, thanks to Kayla Nelson and Joey van Leeuwen. You helped me make this great. Thank you.
So, let’s start with six-word caregiving poems. For this week, from the past, and it’s from an episode on January 13th, 2019.
- Blood, sweat, tears. Shared by two.
- Helping one end and another begin.
- Disaster that ultimately gives back.
- Hearts clubbed by diamonds in spades.
- We learned, we cried, we continued.
- We did it because we could.
- Pillow, pills, poop, piss, and pain.
- 20 years of caregiver. I adapted.
- Personal care? It depends. Mother? Wife?
- Managing the dis-ease of disease.
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Now, let’s listen to a poem written a couple of days ago by the Good Listening Project after listening to me for 20 minutes.
My life’s rich; fulfilling
I wear many hats:
End- of life carer –
Saxophonist, at that!’
I avoid complaining;
Will the process to slow
I’m an optimist –
But here’s the thing
With MS progression:
I dip, then I rise –
Face fragmented depression
“Take two minutes to bitch!”
A trick from a dear friend.
So sometimes it’s just “FUCK!”
Then reset: start again.
Okay. That’s all for this week, folks. We’ll be back soon. Onward.