Selfish Bastards

.

Hello again.

I know the title put a few of you on edge.  The “B” word is not a regular part of my vocabulary.  But as you read you will understand why.

I am sitting in a hospital room with a family member.  It’s not serious enough to warrant I.C.U. treatment but bad enough to need someone handy to help with simple stuff.

So I sit here pecking away on my computer hoping that I won’t be called on to provide some sort of nursing aide.

A cough, moan, grunt or sudden beep from one of the machines round the bed sets me on edge.  It’s the type of noise that demands that I cast aside my uneasiness about such things and do what needs to be done.

It’s not that I’m not willing to help; it’s just that I’m not very good at hospital stuff.

I find that hanging around a hospital really makes me want to take care of myself.   I want to leave, run to a gym, have a workout, eat a low fat meal and bathe in Purell.

But I’m honest, all this take care of myself motivation doesn’t last too long.  I’m already trying to decide what I want for lunch and it doesn’t include yogurt or greens.

Also, there is something about hospitals that I find weird.  Hospitals completely drain you.

It’s like an energy removing machine that sucks every ounce of life out of your body.  I sit here barely staying awake as drool drops on my computer… well… I may be exaggerating a bit.  But you catch my drift.

As you can tell, I don’t like hospitals.  They give me the willies.

But my discomfort and dislike for hospitals doesn’t matter.  It’s family.

Families are there when you need them.  I would not want to be a part of a family that is only around when things are fun and happy.  Everyone can be a good friend or family member when the good times are rollin’.

But when things are tough and the situation forces us to get out of our comfort zone… then real family love is revealed.

I am not saying this to pat myself on the back, not at all.  Frankly, I’m not that special.

I have been here less than other family members.  But I do want my loved one to know that I’m willing to be there when things are tough.

If a person only makes decisions based on their own personal comfort and desires they are simply a narcissistic pig.

.

Being selfish to me means that you have to look out for yourself and you don’t have to sacrifice.
- Herbie Mann
.

Yep… pretty strong words… but true.

There are people like that in the world and far too many.  I have been in situations where I have had to visit the hospital or nursing homes enough to know that there are thousands of people sitting alone suffering.

There can be few things more lonely than to suffer by yourself.

That’s why I used the phrase – Selfish Bastards.  The focus of their life is “all about me” and nothing else.  They will occasionally do things but only if convenient or self-serving in some way.

.

What a cage is to the wild beast, law is to the selfish man.
- Herbert Spencer
.

.
A selfish man is a thief.
– Jose Marti
.

.

Yes, we all want things to go our way and we all would rather not do things that are uncomfortable or put us out.

But the reality is, the more we give of ourselves the greater we grow.

Selfish people are small people.

See you later.

Ciao.

Tags: , ,

Leave a comment