The power of friendship and positive thinking
Playing the blame game is most popular on sites but this story of friends at the hospital bedside of Gabby Giffords held the most facination for me. Yes, I know that some consider that the fact that Gabby opened her eyes was due to the visit of [to use Hamp's term which is most applicable here] his O'liness. But at the risk of being pelted with anger for having this opinion, I believe it was the power of friends who knew "The power of positive thinking" and the doctor's understanding that healing is done from within. H/T to Norman Vincent Peale.
When you read the excerpt and link to the rest of the interview of Wasserman-Schultz and Gillibrand, put yourself in the position of Giffords. Instead of the way many people act at hospital bedsides, these women laughed and told jokes with loving touches. Wouldn't it make you feel better and wouldn't you think that things couldn't be very bad if they were doing that?
The following is a transcript by reporters aboard Air Force One of the visit.
SENATOR GILLIBRAND: Okay, well, I’ll go, and then you’ll go -- okay. Well, we were very excited that we were even going to have the chance of getting to visit her hospital room. We didn’t know when we first came whether we had that opportunity. And so when we did have the chance, we were so excited to get to see her. And when we came in the room, the doctor was there, her parents were there, Mark is there, and the Speaker -- Speaker Pelosi and Debbie and I went in.
And we just were so excited, so we were telling her how proud we were of her and how she was inspiring the whole nation with her courage and with her strength. And then Debbie and I started joking about all the things we were going to do after she got better. And we were holding her hand and she was responding to our hand-holding. She was rubbing our hands and gripping our hands so we could -- she could really -- we knew she could hear and understand what we were saying and she moved her leg, and so we knew she was responding. And the more we joked about what we were going to do, she started to open her eyes literally.
Some doctors and teaching hospitals still practice the horrible ritual of "teaching medical students" by discussing their case at the patient's bedside. A few years ago, some friends and I were visiting her comotose son and observed this with amazement. Because they were saying words like, "hopeless, brain dead, he will never come out of coma" etc. When the doctors left, we went to the bedside and talked and made jokes and told him some silly thing his brother had done etc. After some discussion, we got other friends together and always had two or more of us in his room to counteract the negative programming.
One doctor laughed at us but observed, "it couldn't hurt", when the others tried to get us to leave.
It took a week, but Brian healed himself and went home.ShareThis