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Gwyneth Paltrow Feels She Failed as a Mother
Gwyneth Paltrow Feels She Failed as a Mother
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Actress Gwyneth Paltrow has admitted that she failed as a mother by making her teenage daughter cry during a “road rage” incident.
During her appearance on The Ellen DeGeneres Show, the Oscar-winning actress, 47, confessed that Apple, 15, finds her mortifying, reports dailymail.co.uk.
She is mother to daughter Apple and son Moses, 13, from her first marriage to Coldplay frontman Chris…
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The Day(s) We Come Home Different
I remember starting to work in the ED and being so naive. On my very first day of training on the floor, my trainer was showing me all of the necessary medical supplies that we stock on a regular basis as well as the different sizes for different aged patients. Specifically I remember him showing me the lumbar punctures: one for adults and one for pediatric patients. My first response was, "But kids shouldn't get that sick." He heard me and simply responded with, "Well they do, and we stock the supplies for medical staff to make a diagnosis to hopefully get them better." I don't know why this moment has stayed with me, but in that moment of my naive and innocent reaction to something so simple and his very straight forward response resulted in a few things: 1. A sense of the importance of this aspect of my brand new job. 2. A feeling of respect for my brand new coworker. 3. The final and most important... One day I was going to experience something that would cause me to go home different than I left that morning.
Knowing that one day I would go home different also caused me to think back on other experiences within my various job titles that had a similar reaction. I thought about working on an inpatient psychiatric unit and hearing that a former patient of mine that I worked with closely committing suicide. I remember how I felt hearing this. I remember how I blamed myself. I felt like I could have done more. I went home different that day. I remember sitting and talking with a woman who had just lost her husband after a long illness. She was so lost. I cried with her. I heard her. I felt her pain. That day I went home different. I remembered a different patient who told me there was nothing I could do to save him from his addiction. He told me he knew it would be his ending. He told me he appreciated that I cared enough to try. He told me it wouldn't be enough. I appreciated his honesty. I still think about him and wonder how he is doing, three years later... But that day I went home different. In a different position, I worked with a woman who had lost everything. She is strong and she was struggling. She lost everything and sat there and cried in front of me while I grasped at straws to give her hope. Nothing worked. That day I went home different.
But I digress. Back to the ED.
After my very first day, I told my husband that one day one thing would happen that would cause me to go home very different. That in itself was still so naive. I have come to the understanding that it is not one single event that causes us to be different. Instead it is a multitude of many different situations that slowly changes us.
I remember my first code situation. I remember the day, the patient's name, the room number they were in... My trainer, the same one mentioned above, bringing me to the room to experience it. I remember the time he was pronounced dead. This was my third experience with death in my entire life. I remember feeling dizzy and weak and sick. That day I went home different.
I remember my second code situation. My first pediatric code. I remember everything about that hour or so watching the nurses, EMTs, MD, and so many other people try to save this patient. I remember the feeling of helplessness I felt watching and knowing I don't have the skills to help. I remember thinking about my son. I remember thinking things I won't admit to today. I remember feeling like I was in some horrible dream the rest of the day. That day I went home different.
All of us know these days too well. We all have days we go to sleep different people than we woke up that morning in the same bed.
So what do we do on the days we go home different?
There is no simple answer. There is no right answer. So I will tell you what I do.
I remind myself of days I go home different in another way. Those moments that make our hearts feel full. The moments that remind us that what we are doing is important. The ones that tell us we make a difference. The tears of joy instead of the tears of sadness. The ones that we have to search our memory bank for, since the negative remain at the forefront of our minds.
I force myself to remember the number of patients on my inpatient psychiatric unit who told me I changed their lives in a positive way. I think of the changes I have seen my patients make that can be attributed to the work I did with them. I think of the nurses who have thanked me for the work I have done and will always do with my patients. I remember seeing nurses save lives. I remember the nurses, EMTs, and MDs who make deceased patients decent for families to say goodbye. I remember seeing these same people cry with families. I think of how proud I am of these people and how important the work is that they do, voluntarily, every day. I remember patients who have told me that I have impacted them. I remember a few who have told me I saved their lives. I remember sitting with a teenage girl and crying with her telling her how proud I am of her because she made the right decision. On all of these days, I went home different. On most of these days, I will admit I cried happy tears. And on all of these days I went home feeling motivated to put on my scrubs and show up the next day. You never know what's going to happen in the ED. But there is always the opportunity to positively impact the life of someone who is struggling. This opportunity keeps me going.
But how can we apply this idea to every day life outside the ED? Such a great question.
First, a personal example. My husband and I were at a restaurant a few months back. We noticed a woman who was singing out loud, and sometimes crying. There is no way for me to know what was going on inside her head at that moment. Other patrons were staring. I told my husband I was going to talk to her. He trusts my judgment and just said ok. With other people staring, I walked up to her. I touched her shoulder. I told her my name, asked hers, and complimented her pretty badass cat sweater. She told me her name. After asking permission to sit and having it granted, I sat with her. I told her I enjoyed listening to her sing. She lit up. We talked a few minutes. We said goodbye. I left with my husband. She was no longer crying. She felt good about herself.
But how is this relevant? Man, do I love these great questions.
Every single one of us has the ability to positively impact the life of someone else. It takes time, which not everyone has. It takes confidence, which not everyone is able to recognize within themselves. But most of all, it takes a heart. Which we all have. Take advantage of these moments when you are able.
We will all have days where we go home different. Choose to focus on the positive differences. They are there. It doesn't matter what you do from day to day; you are able to positively impact the life of someone else. Learn to recognize these opportunities and take advantage of them. Your heart will feel full when you go to sleep. You will be different.
Let me know about the days you have gone home different. Think about it. These experiences are there. Leave a comment. Text me. Message me. I want to know.
Choose to make a positive difference.
An as always.
I love you,
Steph
about stephanie
Stephanie has her BA in Psychology (minor in Criminal Justice) and is two electives away from achieving her MS, also in Psychology. She is a trained Domestic and Sexual Violence Advocate. She is currently employed as a Mentally Health Technician, working in the Emergency Department. She shares her life with her son, and her husband.
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