09/11/2025
🌿 A Gentle Reflection from My Hospital Room 🪴
I’ve been in hospital for quite some time now — long enough to see how unpredictable and consuming autoimmune conditions can be. Every day feels different. My body writes its own script — sometimes steady, sometimes stormy, never quite the same twice. Living with that uncertainty is humbling. It strips away the layers and leaves you seeing what truly matters — kindness, patience, gentleness, and the energy people bring into your space.
As an extrovert; I owe an apology to anyone I may have energetically trampled on in the past, thinking I was helping. Sometimes my passion to fix, help, or soothe might have landed too strong. I see it now more clearly from this side of the bed.
Here, I’ve seen both kinds of care. There are nurses who burst in with bright, officious energy — ready to conquer the day — but their storm can clash against the fragile rhythm of a patient who’s just waking, still gathering herself. Then there are others who gently knock, float in softly, introduce themselves in calm tones, and quietly ask, “How was your sleep? How’s your pain? Here’s your bell — I’m just outside if you need anything.” They leave the air in the room settled, kind, and healing.
Those moments have taught me that healing isn’t only about medicine — it’s about the energy we exchange. The quiet ones create space for the body and spirit to rest.
Thank you to everyone who continues to hold me in thought and prayer as I navigate this long road with my body’s unpredictable storms. I’m learning every day — about grace, surrender, and the power of gentle presence.
💛 Wendy
In the ripple of her kindness and
grateful for the soul who saw beyond the charts — a true healer who listened when spirit called and helped my energy find its flow again. 🌿To u Julie
