How to Ease the Pain

The Childrens Foundation“A day without laughter is a day wasted.”  Charlie Chaplin

I love this photo of the Clown Doctors at The Childrens Foundation

Life can be a struggle for the best of us.  Years ago, while auditing a Masters Hypnosis Class, every student had grown-up in a different culture or country, (e.g. Asian, Greek, Canadian, etc.) Despite our differences, when we were asked to do an in-depth analysis of our belief systems, at the core of everyone’s belief about themselves, they all felt same thing, “I’m not good enough.”

In my case, Hypnosis, Channeling, and Full Immersion into Spirit have healed a ton of emotional baggage.  So, these days,  I feel good, enjoy life, and pretty much accept myself for who I am, which helps me to view challenges as either growth opportunities or situational comedies.  When I stopped taking everything so seriously, I began to find humour in adversity.  Tensions released, energies shifted, and smiles appeared on peoples’ faces, which made for a brighter day!

Yesterday, I was at a hospital for routine blood tests and the nurse had difficulty extracting any blood because of my super-small veins.

When it comes to giving blood and blood tests, I quickly become a human pin-cushion.  Over the years, both nurses and doctors have struggled to find any veins large enough to work with.  It’s sometimes been very painful when they’ve slapped my wrists until they ached, or jabbed needles all over my arms, without any success.

Yesterday, the nurse was quite worried about hurting me, so I made an effort to put her mind at ease by saying, “Don’t worry.  I’m used to it.  Do whatever it takes to find blood.  Yes, try the other arm.  No?  That didn’t work?  How about going back to the first arm?  Any luck?  No?  How about the wrist?”

To distract myself from the pain, I kept blithering-on mindlessly, “Well, I know there’s blood in there.  I’ve seen it before!  When I think about it, small veins are a good thing!  I’ll never bleed-out.  Well, I might bleed-out, but it will be a very slow death, which would allow a lot of time for reflection…”

She started laughing, which made me laugh at my own morbid sense of humour, which made for a fun morning at the hospital.  Go figure!

Everything’s an opportunity, for heightened awareness,  growth, and comedy!

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