Comfort

“Being uncomfortable helps you appreciate comfort even more." – P. Paarmann

Hospital beds are uncomfortable. I know they want you to get well and go home, but when you can’t get comfortable and the room is freezing, how is that possible?

I guess if you get tired enough, you can sleep anywhere.

When I was in the ICU, the most thoughtful gift I received was the bear in the picture above. A friend from Rhode Island sent it a few hours after I was admitted. I named her Hope.

Having her to hold on to gave me comfort and support, especially in the middle of the night when I couldn’t sleep.

Comfort comes in so many forms: a favorite sweatshirt, a couple of tea, a good book, or a favorite blanket, to name a few.  They can help you get through tough moments and make them a little easier.  They do for me anyway.

If I’m having a rough day, I get on the couch with my favorite blanket and a cup of tea and let it all go. It doesn’t solve everything, but it makes me feel better somehow.

If you need comfort, don’t isolate; call someone in your support system. It really makes a difference to be able to talk things over with someone.

My best friend Debbie is always there when I need her. She has radar and always seems to know exactly when to call and check in. Even though she’s five hundred miles away, it’s so comforting to know she’s there.

And there’s always Hope.