stepping out

I didn't go to work this morning because I woke up with a raging headache and an upset stomach. But that's not what I meant to write about. I'm writing about progress - although staying home sick doesn't seem like much progress. I guess it's a two steps forward, one step back sort of thing.

Because of my recent experience, I've gotten interested in visiting people who are stuck at home, or in the nursing home, or in their minds .... Being a semi-stuck sort of person myself, I haven't run out and gotten things happening very quickly. But yesterday I did an important thing: I stopped by the nursing home. My ankles both hurt dreadfully after a day of work, but I was motivated. Unfortunately the two people I'd hoped to visit were no longer there. But I saw two people I recognized and visited with them. One woman had gone home while I'd been there and was back after a fall that broke her pelvis. She was mighty blue and I commiserated. Another woman had been there for some time making slow progress from a severe stroke. I promised her some fast food on my next visit. I didn't do much and I didn't stay long, but I think my feet actually felt better as I left.

Lesson learned - a person can do some service if they just appear in a needy place and open their eyes and ears. No need to figure it out.