My Two Hands and Ten fingers

My Two Hands and Ten fingers


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21 years ago I came around in the intensive care unit of the university hospital in Liverpool from surgery I was never expected to survive. My operation was as big as they come.?Some of the best surgeons in the world had just spent 12 hours in the middle of my face trying to remove one of the worst cancer tumors they had ever seen. For most of that time they were working within millimetres of both my spine and my brain and it was likely the surgery they needed to perform would put me in the grave before the tumor got to.

I still had an extremely hazardous road ahead of me to some kind of hoped-for recovery, but for now, I just needed to be alive. Surviving the surgery itself was the first major hurdle.

Much of my recollection of that first week of my second life is very hazy but interspersed are some pure nuggets of perfect awareness. I remember scanning down the body that I once knew to be mine shortly after coming around. What I saw was more machine than man. I had about 15 tubes coming out of me, all of which had taken over the responsibility for my most basic functions. I was breathing through a tracheotomy. I was being fed directly into my stomach. And the remaining tubes were all transporting fluids that were essential to me staying alive, some going in, others coming out. I had been stripped right down to the very basics of being a human being. I could do little more than see.?

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But strangely, rather than bemoan my current state of existence, my mind greatly surprised me by moving in the complete opposite direction.

The one thing I thought about, almost exclusively, in those days in intensive care was my two hands and my ten fingers. It was only now, when I was denied the use of them, did I truly begin to appreciate all they had done for me throughout my life. Initially it was just the simple things, that were now essential to me, like scratching my nose or brushing my teeth. But then I began to see I would never have been the person that I am without them. I couldn’t have driven my car to work every day. Then, without them, I wouldn’t have been able to do the work that I do. I wouldn’t be able to write, or draw, or use the phone, or even lift a cup of coffee to my lips. I wouldn’t have swam, or climbed, or held, or clapped, or thrown my kids up into the air and caught them again.?

I wouldn’t have hugged.

Your arms are the belt, but your hands are the buckle.

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I begin my day, every day, by lighting two candles in a beautiful church in the town where I work. I light one for everybody I know, And one for everybody I don't. But I now know I also light those candles for my two hands and my ten fingers. It is a daily symbol of my gratitude for everything that I still am, and everybody that I am still here to know. A promise that I will never forget where I was 21 years ago. A simple recognition that I now know the little things are the big things.

If you start your day with awareness and appreciation, you know nothing else will come along that will be too great for you. The lost contract can be replaced. The crashed car can be repaired. Even the prison sentence can be served. Nothing is bigger than being alive and well. You make yourself realize how lucky you are to be just that.

We all tend to be very good at becoming immune to what we already have, and becoming obsessed with what we think we need.

Just imagine, for a few seconds, that you haven't got your two hands and ten fingers. It will give you a much better awareness of what having a real problem, would really be like. And suddenly, the ones you really do have, don't seem to be all that bad.

Deirdre Meagher

Architect at Philip T. Brady Architects

6 年

Thank you for reminding me that I should do a daily review at the end of each day. God bless your wisdom Liam.?

Thank you for the reminder that some days it’s ok not to get everything done, but it’s the little things that make each day. God Bless You Liam.

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