This is a blog rerun from an original post of August 26, 2009.
Hi All,
I have been discussing some of the work I do as an Astrologer and Reiki Practitioner in my blogging, and I have been given some positive feedback which is always nice to hear, but please understand that this is not the motivating factor to why I do this work.
Some of you out in the blogosphere know my history, but most of you don’t, and I’m not going to get into too much detail here. However, for me, and I believe for many of us that work in the fields and modalities of helping those that are in need, it is simply a repaying to those that have helped us in the past, and understanding for those that need it in the present.
I very much remember the time (5:43 pm), the place (San Francisco, CA), and the person (Judy Duffy, RN) of which this event is comprised. In my experience, most medical professionals are extremely hesitant in using pain relief to which you may become addicted, and I understand this rationale when pain free; however this isn’t the case when I am in pain.
Judy (Sister Mercy) was almost about to finish her shift and I was going to have major surgery the next day, but very much in pain. The other nurses refused to give me an injection for my pain as there is a 4 to 6 hour time frame before being given more medication, and my last ministration had been 3 1/2 hours prior to my last; most health professionals tend to err on the side of caution and will wait for the latter end of this time frame. This (and I will forever be grateful) is when Judy saw the extent of my difficulties and asked me how I was feeling, and I told her. She looked at my chart, went to the nurses station and brought me relief for my pain.
Later on Judy told me that her daughter had kidney disease which was an extremely painful condition for her; she could see that I was in pain and needed help, and she gave it to me. It has been several decades since this time, but I remember everything about her simply because she understood my position from her own experience and compassion; but I have to think twice for the names of my surgeons, and the many other care providers; not because they didn’t help me, they tried, but they never seemed to tune into my position and quite clearly doubted the extent of my difficulties. It has been my turn to help others for a while now, but I will never forget “Sister Mercy.”
Aho
Curtis Williams MA, A.P. D., CRTM