TODAY I had the absolute pleasure of working with Newcastle Meals On Wheels to deliver an open technology forum for interested seniors. We had an eclectic group of 6 show up with varying skill levels and technology issues. After an hour of Q&A, I enjoyed a hearty meat pie and wedges (with gravy) alongside my new students. After this class, I had a chance to chat with Bec from @estabar_ and we ruminated on the power of sharing authentic truths about running a business. In this spirit, I wanted to share my authentic truth from today - I honestly had one of my favourite days in business so far. Whilst it wasn’t particularly profitable, I loved working with and helping these seniors as much as I loved sitting next to them and chatting over a meal. Seniors are often an overlooked community in today’s day, and it’s easy to forget that they have already lived a full life and have heaps of experience and stories to share. I challenge you to connect with your local senior this weekend. If it’s your elderly neighbour who doesn’t get many visitors, feel free to give them a Hello and a wave or even better - have a good yarn. Learn about them and learn from them. It might just be an elderly couple you pass on the street. Be encouraged to say hello, engage, you never know what might come of it. Let’s continue to respect and connect with all the “oldies” - they are a great part of our community and should not be forgotten! Oh yeah, and I did a little happy dance reading this feedback!
I was tired of the day, and had chosen this place as a retreat. To hide. To escape from something which had shaken me to my core.
I have never known myself to be spiritual. Yet here i was.
Just previous night i had had a patient. An old lady in her seventies. A case of heart failure, who was visibly relieved of her distress after i gave her some medications. I saw her sleep comfortably before i left the ward.
"Take me to him. He is not well. I need to see him. Right away." She had woken up sweating. It was 3 am.
Meanwhile, at a different hospital, some 20km away from mine-
"We don't have much we can do sir, we are losing your father." The doctor told the lady's son. It was 3 am.
Mobiles were ringing constantly. Every 5 minutes the daughter was being informed of how sick her father was, how his chances of survival had melted away with his body.
The old man died at 3:30 am.
The lady was thrashing her limbs in agony. She couldn't breathe. All my efforts were as useless to her as the air surrounding her. What had me bewildered was she was not informed of his husband's plight. She just knew. How?
"I am sorry, your mother is no more." I declared to the daughter. Time of death: 3:45 am.
I had never witnessed a love so deep.