Tuesday, June 23, 2015

Reminders to Self




          Are you familiar with that morning feeling, when you just don't feel like getting out of bed? When you feel like spending a few more minutes under the sheets? When you wish that you never needed to get up from bed at all, and wish that you never had to go to school or to work that early?  When you wish that you were born with a golden spoon in your mouth and you could just live the good worry-free life?


       Guess what? I get that all the time, too! Okay, maybe almost all the time.


         I hate mornings.  Really, I am not a morning person since way back when.  Maybe I would learn to love mornings if they did not start that early at all.


      However, this career I chose, most of the time, calls me to rise up from bed early. Sometimes, especially during residency, I did not need to get up from bed at all because I have been up all night looking after a critically ill patient, or calls from the Emergency Room come every hour or every half an hour, just when my sleep phase is about to enter the NREM Stage.   



        Aside from the career factor, though I have only my dog's mouth to feed, I have bills to pay. I need to work or else I would starve, and Cody's supply of munchy bones too, will be cut off. I think about these things to help me get out of bed, to help myself overcome that dread and sometimes disgust I have for mornings.  I tell myself, "Unsaon na lang."  (Don't get me wrong - I love the fact that mornings are like a new lease in life. I am thankful to God for waking me up to new day. It's just that, can I just thank him for waking me up, then go back to sleep? I have set the alarm anyway?) 

             
               Anyway, uugghhh, the morning wins. All the time.


          However, there are more reasons aside from those I have mentioned above. There are dreams to fulfill.  There are lives to save.  There are challenges to be met. Sounds heroic, but these reasons actually form the very core of our lives and our very existence.


         In one of my clinic duties in one of the call centers here in this city, I saw a small piece of paper neatly tacked on the wall. It was a small piece of paper with a big and heavy message written all over it.



 You Have To Do the Hard Things
    (Author Unknown)


You have to make the call you are afraid to make.

You have to get up earlier than you want to get up.

You have to give more than what you get in return right away.

You have to care more about others than they care about you.

You have to fight even when you are already injured, bloody, and sore.

You have to be unsure and insecure even if playing it safe would seem smarter.

You have to lead even when no one else is following you yet.

You have to invest in yourself even though no one else is.

You have to look like a fool while looking for answers that you do not have.

You have to grind out the details when it is easier to shrug them off.

You have to deliver results when making excuses is an option.

You have to search for your own explanations even when you're told to accept the "facts".

You have to make mistakes and look like an idiot.

You have to try and fail and try again.

You have to run faster even though you are out of breath.

You have to be kind to people who have been cruel to you.

You have to meet deadlines that are unreasonable and deliver results that are unparalleled.

You have to be accountable for your actions even when things go wrong.

You have to keep moving towards where you want to be no matter what's infront of you.



         Sounds like a mantra for medical residency, right. I wish I have read this when I was in 'slavery.' However, the reminders above could be our daily guide to everyday life too. For me two statements would aptly summarize everything. First is, walk the extra mile in whatever you do. Second is, never give up.



    Once in while it is good to be reminded, motivated, and lifted up. It gives us a little more strength to endure, more fervor to chase our dreams and our goals, and maybe, a simple reminder can give us a little more will to live.

                     
     









       

2 comments:

  1. Nice to see you blogging again.. It's been a long time.. More please 😊

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  2. Thank you, Kin :) Sorry, it took me years to reply to this comment :) Let us keep on writing.��

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