My son asked me yesterday why I say everything twice to him in English and in Irish. I explained to him
that at one time Irish people were not allowed to speak their language I also explained that for me Irish is my first language. But then I told him about his Great Grandfather being punished is school for speaking Irish.The English ruled the country and they did not want us to have a language they did not understand. At a time if you spoke Irish you were considered illiterate.And then I knew that my son had been taught well, he said Mom, "How can a country that has Keats and Yates call it its homeland ever be called dumb?" My children are fortunate many would say to come from such a rich culture and tight family, I think we are lucky to have children that care. Of course his twin sister Emma said "Jack it is not nice to say the word dumb, you need to go to time out". I love my children.
You don't know me at all. I am on a knitter's group which has a lot of heart, and you were mentioned with a request for prayers. This blog's link was also given, which I obviously followed. My heart has felt a tug, even before I realized you are a physician. I am one as well. I am well impressed with you so far. Just from this bit of a blog, I can see you have a strong love of family, knitting and medicine.
ReplyDeleteAt times physicians do not make the best patients, as we are more comfortable being on the other end of medicine. I admire your straightforwardness about the subject - you just lay it all out and there it is. I would hope I would be as strong as you seem with this diagnosis. I know that I have a bit of the stubborn Irish in me (though it must be a bit diluted through the generations), and I wouldn't back down - it still seems terribly frightening to me as well. I am sending you good thoughts, and even though I am not normally a blog follower (usually too busy with my family, knitting and medicine), I will be following along with you as well as I can - with much interest and empathy.
Carolyn McDougald