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Published on July 5, 2006 By dharmagrl In Misc

One of the guys in Dave's unit died this week.

He was riding his motorcycle without a helmet. He pulled a wheelie at an intersection and ran into some kid who was crossing the street. 

The kid was treated and released from the hospital later than evening.  Our guy was pronounced brain-dead shortly thereafter.

I dealt with his death the way I deal with most deaths - I went and thought about it for a while.  I thought about it for a long while, actually.  I didn't come to any life changing conclusions, I just thought about how the human body can be incredibly fragile but at the same time incredibly strong and tenuous.

There's a wilderness area on this base; the last time Dave and I were there we saw a trail leading back into the woods and decided that we'd like to wander back there some day.

Yesterday was that day.  We DEET'd up and drove out there to see what we could find.  Within 30 paces of the trail edge we came across a creek and three snakes languishing on its banks.  As we walked on we saw tiny, tiny frogs - less than the size of a dime - hopping out of our way into the bushes.  There were vines snaking their way around trees and creeping plants everywhere, bugs and birds and critters (possums and racoons and foxes and gawd knows what else) everywhere.  An abundance of life, right under our feet and above our heads.

After I got scared almost poopless by a black snake that I stepped on and Dave and one of the boys had picked ticks off themselves, we loaded up in the truck and came home.  On the way back I thought some more about the guy that died and about all the people I've helped transition from this reality to the next.  Yes, death is ever present, but so is life.  Yes, death can take you by surprise, but if you open your eyes and take the time to see what's right in front of you - you'll see that every day, we are surrounding by life and living things.  We just don't take the time to see them. 

I think that I've found my perfect thinking spot.  When the hospice life gets to be too much for me and I can't go fly, I'm going out to wander in the woods and immerse myself in the beauty and hope that mother nature has to offer.

I'm going to take the time to see.


Comments
on Jul 05, 2006
Can I say that guy was an IDIOT, and I'm really glad the kid he hit was ok?

Your thinking spot sounds wonderful, Karen.
on Jul 05, 2006
Nothing better than a little time in the greenwood for a bit of refreshment from the world's cares.
on Jul 05, 2006
2 in one day.  Sorry for yours.  None are easy.
on Jul 05, 2006

Can I say that guy was an IDIOT, and I'm really glad the kid he hit was ok?

Your thinking spot sounds wonderful, Karen.

You can, and I think the same thing. What he did was stupid, and unfortunately he paid the ultimate price for it.

It IS wonderful!  You should come see it sometime!

Nothing better than a little time in the greenwood for a bit of refreshment from the world's cares

it was so much fun, Mason.  Dave and I have decided that the next time we go we're not taking the boys.  There are a couple of areas out there that are overgrown and we want to go see what's beyond them without having to wonder if the kids are okay.  We'll take them out there once we've figured out what's back there and have a trail established through the growth that they can follow.

We're also wearing long sleeved shirts and longer socks.  Ticks are relentless little bastards.....

on Jul 06, 2006

One time, when I was doing ER rotations, two patients came in for treatment after a car accident.  The two were engaged, had a whole life together ahead of them... but at that point they were unconscious and bleeding.  It turned out their wounds were not fatal.  As we treated them, they came in and out of consciousness... somewhere along the way she regained consciousness complete...

While I was cleaning up the lady, a "code blue" was called.  Those of us on the "code team" headed for the room annuonced and "did all we could" for the patient.  That patient had a heart attack at age 30.

After the "time of death" was called, and the family was informed of his death, I went back to the couple to see how they were doing.  The nurse I was working with asked me to talk to her (he was still stable, but not as lucid).

As I cleaned dried blood and sweat from her face, we talked a little.  She asked me how the "code blue" patient was doing.  I told her he didn't make it...

As my shift was ending, I went back in to see how they were doing.  Both were conscious and the nurses had pushed their beds together so they could comfort each other.  We talked for a little bit, she asked me some more questions about treating the man who died.  I told her I couldn't tell her anything more about it, but added....

Someone died here tonight, and it wasn't either of you... I can't tell you what that should mean to you, but I hope you realize that it does mean something.

You have realized and learned that death is just a breath away from all of us... I'm glad you also realized that life is all around us.  Too many people are fixed on the death, but completely miss the life. 

 

on Jul 06, 2006
it was so much fun, Mason. Dave and I have decided that the next time we go we're not taking the boys. There are a couple of areas out there that are overgrown and we want to go see what's beyond them without having to wonder if the kids are okay. We'll take them out there once we've figured out what's back there and have a trail established through the growth that they can follow.

We're also wearing long sleeved shirts and longer socks. Ticks are relentless little bastards.....

Yeah, being properly dressed and equipped is essential to be sure. I love spending time out in more natural surroundings and hiking was one of my greatest pleasures before busting my hip into a bajillion pieces. Do it whenever you get the chance or the urge.

One small piece of advice though, make sure to slip a small first aid kit into your day pack. Those suckers come in real handy at times.
on Jul 06, 2006
Do it whenever you get the chance or the urge.

One small piece of advice though, make sure to slip a small first aid kit into your day pack. Those suckers come in real handy at times.


I'm going to. I'm even going to head back there myself...I think that the solitude and the atmosphere back there will heal a lot of hurts I have.

Both Dave and I have a small first aid kit in our Camelbaks, and I make sure I've got a pair of tweezers and a few granola bars in mine. You never know when you're going to need them....