Some times we get so caught up in what we know, we forget what we were taught. Working in hospice has been like that for me. Everyday I wonder if I know what I'm doing, or if I'm doing it right, or if there isn't someone better suited for the job.
I decided to go back to the text books and review what I was taught. It was good to read what I already knew... I DO know what I'm doing. I was also good to be reminded of the things that I forgot. Not the the techinques or contraindications, but the purpose behind it. WHY was I doing this. It certainly wasn't because it was easy. I seem to remember telling people I wanted do something challenging (why did I ever want that!).
While re-examining my texts, I came across this:
"Relationships often revolve around what we do together, but when illness and death become a part of life, there must be a transition from "doing" to "being". ...Through massage we can simultaneously be "doing" while "being" with our friend, client, or family member." _ Gayle Mac Donald "Medicine Hands"
(The book goes into more detail, so if you're a massage therapist intrested in working with people with terminal illness, I highly recommend checking it out.)
In the end, it doesn't matter what I am doing. Not really. I've come up against this obstacle before and I have to keep reminding myself the other factors involved. The intent of my presence. The act of being there when others cannot bring themselves to be. I'm conditioned to produce a product with a tangible result. I do something really nifty with my hands and people heal and get up skipping and jumping. If only it really worked that way.
I know that there is a result from what I do, however I don't always get a clear answer to what it is. Some clients can't tell me, or they don't know how. Today I was lucky. My client is in a lot of pain on daily basis. He has three fentnyl dermal patches and morpine for breakthrough pain. As I massaged his shoulder, a constant area of pain, he sighed and said "that's better than any pain pill"
Zesty.
6 years ago
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