What exciting things can you find hidden amongst the chaos that life sometimes brings? I’ve been decluttering my home since the end of last year. Along with that early this summer, we moved my mom out of the house that she and dad built 50 years ago. They had acquired a lot of stuff from their parents’ houses, from mom’s aunts, and from their winter house in Texas. Some of that stuff came to my house and I’m still digging out from under the chaos.
We tend to acquire a lot of chaos in our lives. When Mike and I were first married I told him that I wouldn’t live in the clutter that was his parents’ home, I was wrong. Sometimes I felt like we were living from one crisis to the next. Then when he got sick turmoil increased. I took him to see doctors in Denver, Rochester, MN, Kansas City, and Houston along with our local doctors. I didn’t have time and was too exhausted to work on the clutter in my home. I don’t mean to whine but it felt like I was doing all I could to keep my head above water.
In our society, we tend to collect stuff. I always felt like if I would get that under control life would be better for my family. I never did and it only got worse in those last five-and-a-half years with Mike. Sometimes I truly didn’t know if I was coming or going. One time we had left for Kansas City a few days early to get some time for fun. On Tuesday when we saw his doctors, he had appointments with about two hours between them with four different doctors at three different locations. We started off the day with the first appointment for that doctor. Then the second one in the same location was running behind so now we were as well. We got to see the third doctor right on time however I didn’t get any time for lunch. He wanted a chest CT so it was set up after the fourth appointment where we arrived a few minutes late. By the time he was done with the CT, it was late afternoon and I insisted on eating lunch. I also asked him if we should call the doctor who ordered the CT to see if we should stay the night. Mike said no and we headed home. When we got home Mike tried to talk with me, I was incoherent.
The next morning, I was getting ready for my day, and Mike’s phone rang. I could tell he was talking to the doctor, so I went to the room he was in. Then he said here talk to Susan. He had seen something on the CT and asked if we could come back. Of course, we need at least five hours. He said he didn’t want us to come right back and would set up the bronchoscopy for Friday morning. I would get one day at home.
Through all this, I could have gotten lost in the chaos. Gestalt was my lifeline. Even Mike saw what a difference it made for me.
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