Skip to main content

4.13. Photo Essay: R = Resilient

Dear Mom,

It's been almost four years since you fell sick and passed. So much has changed since then, including me.

Sometimes I look in the mirror and startle because I think I see you. Something in the eyes, the lips that aren't quite certain but curl into a polite smile anyway, because it's what we've been taught. 

When you were my age you already had three children. I have just one, but she is everything (and more than enough).
 
She gives me a reason to make responsible and strong decisions as a role model, because now it's about setting an example for what she should accept or not in her life one day.
Boundaries.
Fist bump over hand shake.
Saying "no" and walking away and standing up, even when it feels uncomfortable or seems unthinkable, impossible.
 A belt is a belt is a belt. Sometimes a gait belt, sometimes punishment.
There have been a few.
We've lost a few matches in life, as well as a friend or two.
Leukemia, S. pneumoniae, HIV, all of them awful.
But life is suffering, and the big picture is this: life goes on.
We made new friends as well, despite the misery, in spite of ourselves. Something to be said about bonding under heavier-than-usual atmospheric pressure. The universe makes matches and gravity and gravitation take place.
The sun, rising after 6:30 am, when we're already in the hospital, lights up each pillar, hurdle, stage, semester. The brightest window of light (and relief) is the time at the end of a clinical day, the longest possible space and time from the next one.
 
Though now we're deep in preceptorship, which means clustered days, sleepless nights, setting up new skeletons, good bones, current labs, target assessments, working on time management and client priority.
Five more weeks and we'll have earned the R in RN: R for Registered, Resilient, and frankly, Relieved.
Photo credit: J. Juarez Photography.
If anyone is interested in a graduation (or family) picture package, he's currently offering a limited-time special of $50 per one-hour shoot. Contact jason.r.juarez at gmail.com.

Comments

  1. You have it all: amazing mom, amazing writer, and soon to be an amazing nurse. Congratulations!

    ReplyDelete
  2. Congratulations!! What you have accomplished -- the nursing qualification, your daughter, the book, and much, much more -- is a true testament to your resilience and industriousness. Bravissima!❤

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

3.2. ABO = blood type

In parts of Asia, people don't just consult the zodiac, star signs, and the eight numbers of one's birth (八字). There's an entire culture of personality decoding based on blood type. It all started in 1927 when Takeji Furukawa, a professor at Tokyo Women’s Teacher’s School, shared his research connecting personality traits with blood type. Since then, friends and romantic interests ask if one's A, B, AB, or O, and in Japan, people reportedly get discriminated against at school and work based on their blood type.


Correlation of personality with one's A, B, AB, or O blood has not been supported by many credible studies, but some people take this very seriously. If you know your blood type (and you really should), see if the traits below sound about right.

A: Contrary to the Western concept of a "type A personality," people with type A blood (and antigens) can take a long time doing something when they're not motivated, or finish the same task in a jiffy …

3.10. Crisis = time-limited, disruptive, challenge

Are you in a crisis? According to Erik Erikson, we all are. Erikson divides psychosocial development into eight stages. Each period comes with its own "crisis," which once resolved, yields an appropriate "virtue."

0-1.5 years: Baby learns to trust, or mistrust the world. The former yields hope; the latter does not. Seems like many of us are still working on this one.
1.5-3 years: Toddler's crisis (or rather, Toddler's parents' crisis) involves a battle between autonomy v. shame & doubt. Making it through this stage confirms the child's (free) will. No, _____, this does not mean you always get your way.
3-5 years: The Preschooler may struggle with initiative v. guilt, but "purpose" emerges as a way to make sense of it all (hence the Why? why? Whyyyyyyy? WHHHYYY?s). A little bit of guilt here and there is fine for the developing ego and superego.
5-12 years: The School-age Child feels anxious about industry v. inferiority, ideally striv…

TKD = taekwondo

We interrupt our regular programming of blood, guts and babies to talk about taekwondo, a traditional Korean martial arts form.

Tae = kick/strike with the foot.
The foot as a blade, as hammer, as hook, the blow that knocks someone out, a broom sweeping the enemy down, pushing an intruder to the ground.

Kwon = punch/strike with the hands.
The hands, fist or palm, can be knives, blocks for poles, a punch to the solar plexus, bladed support when one rolls or falls, or a friendly hand to help a competitor back up from the mat.

Do = the art, the way of life.
Like any relationship, one's journey in martial arts has ups and downs. There's a honeymoon period, initial excitement--passion or obsession, even. That may not last, but commitment does. There are milestones but also little bumps, minor or major injuries. Things get in the way of training, but some amazing people also support one along the way. Sometimes one learns to find fun in dressing in full storm-trooper sparring gear on a …