Self Care

​Self-Care
When I visit the doctors, I find it is important I stat my case.  My thinking is, no one cares about me like me.  It is one of the reasons why I am so fond of second opinions.
It seems so often others are willing to accept what is less than the best for me because they are not me.  Their plan maybe to get through an number of things and then maybe have lunch. 
I will never forget seeing a doctor at a hospital about my dad.  He asked how old he was, and I told him it was like 92 (I have forgotten the age he was) and the doctor said, “he’s had a good innings.”  To me it was like, well, that is long enough.  Yet I really felt this was a temporary setback, and with the right treatment would be a thing of the past.  Turned out he got what he needed and lived well for another few years.
It highlighted to me how it is necessary to look after myself or those close to me, as others may be disinclined to care as I may expect.
I do not think that just applies in matters of health.  So often it seems I want something and there are heaps that want something else, or something for themselves only, and I am an unwanted distraction at best, or at worst perceived to be someone who gets in the way of another achieving their goal.
I happen to believe there is scope for us all to reach our goal and at times we need to help each other achieve it. Working together produces good outcomes for all rather than maybe just one or two .
 Between me and my goal could be described at best as clamour.  What I am after could be lost in a multitude of voices and the concerns of others.  So I need to stay focused.  I need to treat what may seem to be insurmountable odds, as something else I need to deal with if I am to get what I am after.   Nothing proves how much I want something like obstacles.
After all others may not share my goal.  They may compete rather than co-operate.  But usually there is room for both goals.  My competition is against myself and not another.  Who knows where in the race I end up, but it is sure to be back in the field if I do not pursue what I am after whole heartedly.  I may even miss the race altogether if I allow the inevitable distraction of the crowd or the press or other races to overwhelm my attention.
I feel I need to look out for me.  That does not mean others o not matter.  They do.  But I am no good to anyone if I am not as I need to be.