Experiencing Life In The Higher Dimensions
Yesterday I chose to work with one of the most notoriously unpleasant surgeons in the O.R.
It was a study in contrasts I will share for you. He had a lineup of NINE cases (that reads–very good compensation for me if I am willing to work hard, and I am)…and I love him.
He is the nicest guy, with the best sense of humor, who happens to get frustrated with people who are not of the highest skill level in their working with him.
He is known for his ‘colorful language’ and also, at the beginning of our relationship, I discovered he responded quite well to Reiki, and unconditional loving support from me while he works. It helped to keep the frustration with the technical challenges away.
Contrast number one–the one who was cursing and swearing during the case was me! On our first case, it was an i.v. anesthesia–but both arms for some reason couldn’t have an i.v. The one in the foot (let me tell you, when a nurse in PreOp calls you in the way to work it really messes up your day–I was like, ‘just put it in the foot! and the nurse was like, ‘I don’t know how!’)–the i.v. in the foot that I was having difficulty giving anesthesia (the bend in the ankle kinked it)–well it blew during the case.
So…the nurse in the OR looked–he was a floor nurse–he couldn’t find one. So I came and put one in, and the nurse was busy, so I pulled the old one out to connect it…blood was everywhere on the other foot, and on mine, the patient pulled the foot back (withdrawal from painful stimulus–halfway awake patient under anesthesia…not good) and my new i.v. came out.
Then I started swearing.
I fixed it by placing another one with the nurse HOLDING the foot and helping me tape.
Later I apologized for my outburst, which is very rare, but I did.
The surgeon smiled and said, ‘It’s not like I never heard those words…’
So our ‘traditional roles switched’ briefly…and I sense deep in my bones it was for him to witness how it is when people get upset. He worked super fast–it was a ten minute case and he was at the end of it. I had to place it for safety purposes for the patient’s course in PACU.
The rest of the day was very fun in our room, because nurse, scrub tech and I were excellent, and we enjoyed working with this surgeon who can be temperamental.
That wasn’t the only contrast. We had so many cases we hopped between rooms. I and the surgeon worked with another team!
These two were not interested to work with him. They dragged their feet. They complained. They stalled. There WAS much yelling in the room. I stayed as calm and supportive as I could.
It was the SAME surgeon!
It was the attitudes that were different. The grudges and resentments and the gossips about this man were in the moment. His being upset was in the NOW, at the lack of instruments, and the past of how many times he has asked for them to be on his tray.
It doesn’t have to be that way.
Not any more.
We are all one. The past is behind us. We may live in the moment, and attend to the work at hand…
I see clearly where the path lies before me. I communicate with my guides about the next steps. At this point, SaLuSa and I are talking about the future as it involves me and someone he loves. I ask, ‘how will it be?’ and questions like that. I didn’t want to spoil the surprise, but I am allowed to share that my emotional needs have been the point of discussion, and SaLuSa appears to be satisfied with my results.
Ross is REALLY happy. He and I communicate often. We are at the point now where, frankly, he reassures me that ‘we are going to have FUN and it’s going to be a lot of fun from here on out.’
I am a roadmap to the higher realms.
I have shared everything I could about my journey, along with the input from spirit as appropriate.
I have played the role of ‘Tiger Mom’.