A few weeks back I went to see my doctor and was hit with some hard news concerning my MRI result's. My doctor has been pretty upbeat the last 12 years. I have multiple medical conditions yet have never seen the look on his face I saw that day in his office.The look was that of major concern and he started treating me really nice. Not that he usually doesn't treat me nice, this is the bedside manner that people wish for in their doctor. I always get concerned when somebody treats me extra nice, is it because they feel sorry for me? I guess that's just my ancestral anxiety setting in.
I was anxiety stricken for the next 18 hours until the following morning when I decided to 'appreciate each day as it were my last.'People say this all the time, but how many actually practice it?
I started thinking, here I live in Hawai'i in a housing complex with 38 people. I get up early everyday and witness the Sunrise on a regular basis. How many others do that?
Today when I rode my bike down hill and coasted I saw the ocean as a new born and thought to myself , this is awesome, I actually live here.
Even my annoying neighbors that usually just bother me for no apparent reason, did not bother me.
In lieu of anti depressants, a negative doctors visit turned into a positive outlook. Sometimes it takes bad news to appreciate what you have. The expression goes, "nobody is guaranteed tomorrow."
I have a new found joy for life.
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