It isn't about doing, it's about feeling. What should I feel? Even better, what do I want to feel? Hours in an emergency room watching others, feeling others thoughts and stressors and worries, you clarify the struggles. Doing implies control. We can barely control our cars, we actually think we can control ourselves in a health threat/crisis? No, we're on a rollercoaster ride. You can throw your hands up in the air and take it in moment to moment. Feeling. Or you can not. Doing is understood. You'll have to do some things in defense of yourself. Doing is a given. Of course you'll do something. The question is what do you want to feel while doing.
What do I want to feel. That inquiry felt right. I started from there two hours into my five hour emergency room visit. I knew I wanted to feel happy. Calm. Content. Satiated. Grateful. Joyous. Splendor. Awe. Satisfied. Strong. Centered. Silly. Creative. All those and their child; relaxed. Get your feelings list settled and you know what you have to do.
I threw fear out the door. Fear gets you nowhere good. It's not a human's fault, we are fight or flight creatures. Fear is a chemical mix, it's our emotions that define it. Fear, anger, elation. Same chemicals, different recipes. Thinking defines the end results.
It took three days at home waiting to get the final results of all of it. It being the unknown. I stood ground and kept feeding my chosen feelings by doing the things that feed them, not starve them.
Our lives are a nano second in the universe's time line. Time is cold hard math. You can save it. You can waste it. You can spend it. That saving part is derivative of either wasting it or spending it. Time moves forward no matter what you do inside the space.
You're spending time reading this, seconds slipped past, maybe minutes. You don't get those back.
I'm going to do all the things that feed my preferred list of feelings. If someone's words or deeds strike against me for any reason, it is only because they are busy doing, and not feeling.
I know I'm not in trouble now. Big or little. All the puzzle pieces came back to create a healthy picture of me.
When the last puzzle piece came and I finally knew I was okay. I didn't feel better than I did before I knew.
I didn't waste a minute. I feel happy about that.