Beware of mind games
9/15/2013 | Sheryl McGlochlin
Before I get too far away from this whole extraordinary experience, I want to share how I got through some of the most difficult moments.
One of these difficult moments was the day of surgery, Tuesday, Sept. 10.
Up until then I was able to stay very active and super busy, keeping my mind and body doing many things i.e. working in the gardens, going to Lake Powell camping, hiking, stand up paddle surfing and kayaking with 8 other people (a trip that was scheduled a year ago), etc.
We arrived at the hospital at our appointed time around 11 am.
Surgery was scheduled at 1 pm.
Even up until 1 pm we were staying busy getting situated with the hospital and everything leading up to that.
This is now when your mind can mess with you if you aren't careful.
My surgery was delayed 2 LONG hours, from 1 pm until 3 pm.
This was when I had to work harder to not get rattled.
Dave had his Mac Book and I had mine.
I love being around Dave during stressful times like this because he is quiet.
We both found things to do on our own lap top computers.
I'm not sure what he was doing to keep his mind occupied but I had a plan for me.
I listened to some soothing, spiritual music that I always listen to when I am trying to relax or calm down.
I have a long list of favorite tunes from the Mormon Tabernacle Choir that are very soothing to my soul that I listen to.
After listening to music for a little while, I turned to someone else who I often turn to in stressful moments, when I'm trying to calm down.
In order to appreciate why I love listening to LDS Conference Talks
so much, you have to go back many years ago when I was a teenager. My dad and I were very close and we would go on rides in the car together or be traveling from Denver Colorado (where I lived as a teenager) to our grandparents home in Utah. Anyway, we had plenty of times where it was just him and I. Sometimes everyone else in the car would be asleep and other times we were just going places together - just the 2 of us. He would take me to work as a teenager and I had some time in the car with him then as well. I loved riding with my dad in the car, since his voice was always so soothing and comforting whatever he would say to me. He never yelled at me or tried to dictate or control my life and force me to change anything. He was a safe person to talk to. Regardless of what I was struggling with, he was always calm and loving. I always knew he was one of my biggest fans or supporters. He wanted me to be successful and he let me know I had a lot of talent and strength. He would warn me of where I was most vulnerable and where people would try to attack me based on my weaknesses. I never felt like he was putting me down or making me feel less of a person when he warned me. He died 20 years ago, of a heart attack, at age 62.
Fast forward now many years. When I listen to LDS Conference Talks it feels like my Dad is sitting next to me, and we are talking like we used to so many years ago. I hear that soothing, calm, assuring voice that I remember so many years ago. On this day of surgery, I chose to listen to a 20 minute talk by President Thomas S. Monson, entitled "Be of Good Cheer".
I felt like he was speaking directly to me in my situation. His calm, soothing voice was just what I needed at that moment.