When you’re unwell, do you allow others to take care of you, or do you prefer to soldier on alone? What does it take for you to ask for help?
I have been fortunate to have lived my life so far experiencing only a few health issues and I hope it continues, “knock on wood.”
As a small child from the age of three or four, I played outside everyday incurring lacerations, and scrapes.
The household injury rules were simple and fell into the following categories.
(A) Bleeding more than five minutes may be serious;
(B) If a bone is visible it serious.
My mother administered first aid easily and over time, I learned to clean my wounds with water, applying either Bactine or Neosporin with a band-aid.
So decades later when I dislocated my kneecap. My household injury rule was superseded when I recognized my knee cap was not occupying its usual spot.
After surgery to repair the dislocation, my mother arrived to care for me for a week.
When it comes to caring for myself, I soldier on alone never asking for help unless completely immobile.