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The July 1, 2013 cover of TIME magazine was a story that said "service saves returning soldiers with PTSD." Apparently, helping others helps those of us with PTSD.
What do you all think? I think I experienced some of that today. I had someone have a panic attack near me and I was able to help them breathe and calm themselves. Then at lunch time I had lunch with a guy whose mom is near death of cancer this week, and he's making plans for the end of life for her with his family.
It wasn't all rosey, never is. A person who wanted help with allergies, I couldn't help. She called her mother and her mother called and complained to my boss. Can't be all things to all people. Must triage, as they say.
But those two people I could help a little. wow. It made me feel more comfortable with my own PTSD symptoms and recovery. That's saying a lot.
I don't mean it's ok to neglect our self care. We can't become superheroes or play God, goodness knows. But it does seem to work somehow.
Anybody know how?
What do you all think? I think I experienced some of that today. I had someone have a panic attack near me and I was able to help them breathe and calm themselves. Then at lunch time I had lunch with a guy whose mom is near death of cancer this week, and he's making plans for the end of life for her with his family.
It wasn't all rosey, never is. A person who wanted help with allergies, I couldn't help. She called her mother and her mother called and complained to my boss. Can't be all things to all people. Must triage, as they say.
But those two people I could help a little. wow. It made me feel more comfortable with my own PTSD symptoms and recovery. That's saying a lot.
I don't mean it's ok to neglect our self care. We can't become superheroes or play God, goodness knows. But it does seem to work somehow.
Anybody know how?
I spent the evening visiting an elderly fellow I met at a church where I spoke recently. He's in his late 70, retired. In retirement he taught himself guitar, and he sang me a song tonight. A old Western cowboy tune. I was astonished when suddenly he began yodeling, too.
I've heard of being serenaded, but never heard of being yodeled to before. It was a hoot.
The student who had a panic attack in my class wrote me a grateful email, too, today. Sure helped me to get it. Helping does help.