By Cathy Hird
When I lived in Montreal in the 80's I knew a doctor who had spent time working as a volunteer with a M.A.S.H. unit during the Vietnam war. He reminded me of Hawkeye Pierce from the TV show. That was the first time I began to absorb the effect of vicarious trauma and post-traumatic stress disorder.
The following are highlights from the President and CEO's report to the GBHS Board of Directors. The meeting was held at the Wiarton Hospital on October 22, 2014.
Cancer Care Unit Renovation One Step Closer to Starting
By Cathy Hird
The darkness felt solid as I slipped into the church sanctuary without turning on the lights. I had not realized that the sun would have already set when I planned this time to do an observation exercise for my writing course.
I felt my way forward with my feet. I could see nothing but the high windows at the back of the building. The stained glass allowed a little light in from outside, so slowly I was able to see the shape of the walls and the patterns in the windows. The dark wood of the pews remained hidden, but eventually I could see the white vaulting arches of the ceiling.
By Cathy Hird
Thanksgiving is a holiday I love. Family gathers for laughter and a chance to catch up. The kitchen is warmed by the oven, and the rich aroma of roasting turkey fills the air. Outside the cool air and brilliant leaves makes walking glorious. And after a busy September, the extra day off gives us an opportunity to slow down.
There is, however, a Thanksgiving tradition that I do not much like, and that is the idea that we need to stop and count our blessings. This action does not feel thankful to me.
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