It Only Hurts Until….
A few years ago I was helping to coach a Little league team, and Dr. Johnston, a well known local physician, was the head coach. I was pretty new at coaching and I looked to him for guidance on the best ways to teach and encourage the kids. By the end of the season I felt I had learned a lot about kids, and also about myself.
During our last game, one of our star players, Paul, had to slide into home plate, and despite our instructions, he kept his hands low instead of up high. The poor kid slid on his hand instead of his butt as he crashed into the catcher. When the dust cleared, our player was still on the ground in obvious pain, and as I ran over, it was obvious he had broken his wrist. I kept him still and calmed him down as we stabilized his wrist for transport to the ER. Then the great Dr Johnston uttered one of the most profound statements I have ever heard;
"Don’t worry Paulie, it only hurts until the pain goes away."
*laughs* i probably would have gone.. well duh!
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Truer words were never spoken.
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That’s sort of like the saying I heard on some war movie when one person was getting ready to torture another. The torturer was all set to commence the treatment as the soldier was screaming out, “No! No! No! It’s going to be hell! It’s going to be hell!” The torturer said softly, “No my friend, it won’t be hell.” Then hollered out right as he began destroying the soldier, “It’ll just feellike it!!” I mean, what’s the difference?
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there’s no arguing with that. reminds me of something an ER doc told G as he was stitching him up “One way or another – all bleeding stops”. ryn: aww thanks baby, you are too kind ; )
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ture ture dat
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Like my favourite thing to remember: “This too shall pass”. Everything has a morning.
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ah yes, sports sages. I’ve missed you, kinsman. Be well.
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most defintely
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…..or until you die. whichever comes first.
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I think I know that doctor. Those are eerily similar to the words that I thought in the examining room recently. As he was slipping on the rubber gloves and instructing me to bend over and relax, my Healer of InTernaL and ExteRnal maladies(Hitler, for short)advised to me that had been voted ‘largest index finger 2 years straight in his pre-med class. I think that he was very well deserving of that title. Also, I never understood why guys like you who are so talented don’t write more. Now I am going to my bakers rack to watch the pot call the kettle black. Be well!
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Smart guy, that Dr. Johnston. 😉
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I’m only doing Nursing and I feel overwhelmed, could they try to cram anymore knowledge into my brain? Four hour clinicals, then four hour labs, then four hours of studying, for six more hours of class work the next day. Not to mention I wanted to die laughing at the patient in the hallway going, “That says pneumonia? How can you read that? Is the doctor four years old or something? I camein with a bad knee and now I’ve got pneumonia?! . . . ” But they say we MUST KEEP OUR COMPOSURE, that and wear white socks, since everyone is looking at my feet. Gosh. I felt pretty cool in my uniform though, not to mention pretty drop dead gorgeous, according to the patient I talked with today. Haha. But yes, thanks for the encouragement. And please tell me I won’t get lost in the hospital, because I’m starting to think I will.
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helloooooooo? are you lost? bed-ridden? decapitated? i’m missing your crazy stories and bad jokes. hell, i’d settle for a little LITB dialogue at this point….just give me something to read!
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