Okay so, this blog will actually go quite well with the title of my blog, “this imperfect life.” I guess nobody’s life is truly perfect, but I’ll give you a glimpse into how mine has been recently. On this previous Tuesday, Valentine’s Day, I was taken to Flagstaff Emergency Hospital. I have been having very bad stomach pains for the past month or so and they had been getting more frequent and more painful. We were there for around eight hours, just to discover that I have an ulcer, caused by stress. Wonderful. Well, while I was lying uncomfortably with an IV in my arm and in that ugly gown, I began to think.
I was very grossed out by the fact that they reuse gowns. The fact that I could be wearing something that someone had died in was very disturbing. My mom called me morbid and laughed. She said it was sanitary because they wash them but I was not convinced. I continued to tell her that community anything is gross and as you know, I hate to share. I used bowling shoes as an example. They only spray those things with Lysol and call it good. Disgusting. “Lysol kills 99.9% of germs,” my mom says. Here is where the .1% comes in. I said, “Mom, .1% is a big deal! .1% gets delicious, home-baked cookies taken away from you!” She just looked at me with confusion, so I proceeded to tell her how my 6th hour Government class didn’t get cookies because the 7th class beat our test score percentage by .1%. She had nothing left to say except, “At least they let you keep the socks.”
This is when I started thinking deeper into what I was discussing with my mom. What if we lived our life by that .1%? Instead of just thinking that 90% is satisfying? Why shouldn’t we strive for that extra little point? What if you were .1% nicer to people? What if you cared .1% more about someone? What if we tried .1% harder in our lives, in everything we do? Maybe our lives could be .1% better. Maybe .1% makes more of a difference than we think. More than just cookies.
-Payt.
Payton,
ReplyDeleteUlcers are very serious, I'll be praying for you (and I really mean that cuz I know some people just say that they will and don't)...Anyway, as for the .1% I would like to say I am very sad we didn't get cookies, and I agree with you that .1% counts. People are always focused on making huge changes but that doesn't happen over night it takes .1% at a time. You are very thoughtful and ANYTHING but oridary so keep being extraordinary.
Take Care,
Elizabeth Danielle Perry
Payton,
ReplyDeleteFirst of all, I would like to say I'm sorry... because my class got cookies and yours didn't. (I had to rub it in just a little bit.) But I'm loving this post! Elizabeth makes a good point. Big changes happen in small steps. My mom and I always say "Take one day at at time, and if that's too hard, try one moment at a time." Sometimes all it takes is that extra .1% of effort to make it through.
<33 Erin
P.S. Hospital gowns are terrible. I hope you never have to wear one again! Quit being sick, Lady!
Payt
ReplyDeleteha ha you make me so happy i was laughing through your blog, about the gown thing oh my your so rite that is extremly weird to think that the same gown your wearing someone vould have died in but then again think about the bed your laying in someone could have died there too. if you think about it, it makes you wonder about thir stories like why were they there stuff like that any way thank you for this blog got me to thinkng
P. :)
ReplyDeleteThis post specifically reminded me of grade point averages because .1 can make such a large difference. I believe that we don't pay enough attention to that .1% and most of the time that .1% makes the biggest difference. I would also like to add that your mother is freaking hilarious. :)
Ashley J.S.
You'll always be #1 to me Ashley;) haha
Delete<3- Toni Rae:)
Payt!!
ReplyDeleteI love the way you look at things. You have such a different perspective than most people do. You made a very good point that I would of never thought of. .1% is a very difference now that i thought about it. Love you girl!
<3- Toni Rae:)