Love bears all things— 1st Corinthians 13—but should only have to bare them for certain people! 😀
Recently, I had to disrobe completely for a scan. I was already wearing a hospital gown that I’d been given after I tried to stay in my own clothes for said scan. There were three people in the room, two women and a man, all radiology techs and all looking straight at me before, during and after that instruction. I hesitated a minute, made sure I’d heard correctly, and then I complied. The reasoning was that it was important to get clear pictures for the radiation planning and I get that reasoning intellectually; at the same time, it was overwhelming.
It is overwhelming to have to give up one’s modesty, the trappings that make us individuals, the cloth that covers up our physical flaws, an armor of sorts. A dear friend of mine, Silke (who has written a guest blog for me previously) and I recently discussed how wearing hospital…
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