Embracing, respecting what is, is always pure, with a lack of distortion it just 'is' - blue's a good colour for itThe good folks in the hospital had given me a 'special' pillow for this event. They told me should I need to sneeze to grasp this pillow and clutch it to my chest. Ignoring that advice (typical of me), I sneezed without the pillow. Folks, the pain was absolute. It was pure. It was the most complete pain I have ever felt. I remember vaguely the color blue. The pain subsided as quickly as it had come. It left me pondering a very odd range of thoughts. I not only respected the pain, I think I may have even admired its intensity. Then I had an almost paralyzing thought.
Did I enjoy that pain ? That's insane !
The thing from our experiences is maybe more what did you learn from it?
Absolutely what 'could' have happened with the force of the full blown sneeze without the restriction provided by the pillow eg tearing your stitches, haemorraghing, creating a hernia etc didn't happen and so the consequences were limited to the pure experience of the immediate pain.
If you were in the same situation again, would you willingly, knowingly use the pillow or not? And what would you consider in your decision making?
If we move this out from experiencing pain to witnessing pain (self - other) if your most beloved was in that situation - would you recommend they use the pillow, or not?
Interesting isn't it?