A friend of mine went home sick from work last week with a fever. Things got worse and he went to the emergency room. The doctor had worked in the ER for 20 years and told him he’d never seen anything like this. They both panicked.
The doctor said it might be Sepia, an autoimmune disease that kills a million people per year within hours of being diagnosed. They ran tests. Nothing. My friend sat all alone in the hospital all night wondering if he would ever see the morning.
But he did. The tests came back negative (at hospitals negative test results are actually a positive. I hate hospitals.) The next day was the best day of his life. He woke up and felt lucky to go to work. All the worries that plagued him a few days before had vanished.
It’s funny how that works. How, it takes something horrible to happen to make us realize just how great we have it The majority of lottery winners end up worse off financially than they were before and say how it ruined their lives. Yet, cancer survivors tap into deeper meanings of life and say, “It was the best thing that ever happened to me.”
At times, it seems like 2017 has been a highlight reel of unimaginable tragedies. Devastating hurricanes, mass shootings, threats of war, the growing political divide. If you or your loved ones have been personally affected by any of these I’m so sorry. I wish I knew something else to write. I just can’t wrap my mind around the level of devastation certain people are going through this week, this month, this lifetime.
All I can do is try to be like my friend the day he left the hospital. I have to remind myself that, “Things could always be worse.” Somewhere else, not far from home, people are facing struggles I can’t imagine.
Whatever bad luck or inconveniences I may run into, there’s someone else in the world who would gladly trade their fate for mine. If you’re one of the lucky ones like me, I hope you keep this idea close by as well.
The temperature could always be worse.