We say it as a parting statement,
“Take Care” short for “Take Care of Yourself”. It is a charming and thoughtful
phrase of good health to you and yours.
Do we know how to take care of
ourselves? And more importantly, do we take care of ourselves?
In our youth, our elders try to
protect us from harm by wrapping us up in the cold or warning us about danger,
but we still discard layers as we run around in the snow or skid on that hill
with scraps and bruises.
But in the end, our mom sends us
to bed and puts a wash cloth on our head when there is a fever or makes us
drink strange concoctions when we are sick or bandages our wounds sealed with a
kiss to make the boo-boos go away.
And when pains become more than
the usual means can handle, we are delivered to a doctor for a few minutes of
strange questions and poking and prodding before we get a shot.
Then when that doesn’t solve the
problem, we are rushed to a large building with lots of rooms like a hotel, but
they only have beds in them. Stripped down and laid on a rolling cart, we are
wheeled into a bright room and told to breath in some gas so we will sleep only
to awaken in a groggy fog and a pain in our stomach where we find out later one
of those masked figures cut us open and removed part of our body.
Later in life, we find that
special someone who will care for each other through sickness and in health;
someone who will feed the strange potions and take your temperature and pull up
the covers while giving you tender loving care.
So are we really taking care of
ourselves or taking care of each other?
We know what to do. The government
and health commission reports and fitness gurus preach proper eating habits and
exercise, then we watch for hour’s flashy ads promoting fatty, greasy, cheesy,
overstuffed potions of junk with access on every corner. Our palettes become
accustomed to sugar and salt and fat wrapped in starch.
And every year we begin by
resolving we will eat better and exercise more, but we buy elastic clothing and
sit with the remote hoping the shortness of breath or the pains in the joints
or the ever-present fatigue will just go away.
In our waning years, there are
organizations full of qualified medical and physical fitness and nutritional
and even psychological experts who for a fee will take care of you when the
family cannot. Assisted living facilities offering room and board with meals
and activities to give a quality of life, as we grow older. It is great to know
these professionals will make ever effort to keep you alive as long as the
insurance can pay for it.
Yet some cannot afford such
luxuries or do not want to prolong the inevitable. We live by our own meals
when hungry, exercise when desired and rest when tired.
For in the end, we have only
ourselves to take care of.
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