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From: <NOBR>MSN NicknameBlueSong1219</NOBR>  (Original Message) Sent: 12/29/2001 1:31 PM
 
Hoorayyyyy    Am feeling a bit better today, and awoke feeling Spirit guiding me to add this Post to the site...    During my first day of Chemo, and after a long day; almost 8 hours of being pumped full of chemicals.....  A very young boy entered the clinic...  about 7 or 8 years old I guessed..  I was extremely tired, but as I looked at this youngster, I almost cried..  A youth in for chemo at such a young age just almost overwhelmed me, here I am feeling so sorry for myself for being here, and this young boy just marches right in and virtually takes the whole room by surprize with the exuberant joy for life that he obviously had......
 
In a few minutes, a nurse approached the young boy, her hands full of prepared shots the youngster was to receive, 7 shots if I remember correctly; and scuse me but the damn needles were HUGE  (at least they appeared so to me  hehe)..  I shivered at the thought of so many shots at one time..  The youngster dodged around the nurse and walked over to me, Hi he says, Hope you are feeling good today, I feel great but am sorta not wanting to take the shots just yet, would you talk to me a bit first??   His blue eyes pleaded with me to  just talk and therefore putting off the inevitable for a few minutes longer....  He told me he dreaded the "ouchies" that were waiting for him once a week, and that he had only 22 more weeks before he could stop taking the injections for awhile..  He was proud of that fact.....  I asked him if the shots were bad, and he said no; they were helping him live another day.....  and just smiled at me....  I wanted to cry, my heart ached for him so badly...  He said to me, How do you do it?  You seem relaxed, and not in pain from all the tubes and needles sticking in your arms, and he touched my arm ever so gently......  I told him I was relaxed because I used Meditation to ease the pain and not feel the needles and mediction rushing into my veins....  He smiled, Meditation?? What's that??  Think it would help me, if I did it too?????    I smiled and said of course it would, would you like me to show you how it is done?   This youngster grabbed a chair and plopped it down in front of me, and smiled and said..  OK  ready when you are!!!    So, We went thru the basics of meditation and how it can be used to help stop pain of almost any kind once it is learned properly...  I told him the basic techniques for meditation and how to close his eyes and do visualizations of  his favorite place to be, where all is happy and peaceful.. an how to use deep breathing exercises to go into meditation....  Well..  He practiced this for about 5 minutes, till he was pretty sure he was getting it all right.......  Then, turned to his nurse and said.....  Bring it on, I am ready!!!   As the nurse sat down next to him and administered the first shot, the youngster said "ouchie" and then began breathing very deeply, and closed his eyes and became very very quiet......  The next shot and the next were administered to the youngster as he sat there breathing and visualizing  his favorite place in the world to be....  Very soon all were given and the nurse asked him how he felt....  He opened his eyes and smiled, and said  I feel great, thank you very much!!  Is it all over yet?   He turned slowly to me, and tears formed in his small eyes....  He reached very slowly over all the tubes and needles and gave me a great big hug...... and whispered...  thanks Lady............
You are my guiding angel, my mommie told me I had one; I just didn't think I'd ever be lucky enuf to meet her!!!  I Love You!  and he ran off down the hall to get his lollipop.... 
 
I sat there for a bit, tears streaming down my face; and not feeling sorry for myself anymore.....  Spirit works in wonderful ways sometimes......  Blessings
                                  Blue Song