As I look out the airplane window I see a thick blanket of clouds below me.
I feel a surge of motivation. Inspired to write, and to ponder what will become of this weekend ahead.
I'm on my way to guaymas, Mexico with a volunteer group called Los medicos voladores- the flying doctors.
I didn't think I wanted to go. I thought I wanted to stay home to rest. To go climbing, running, and mountain biking. I wanted to organize and plan some projects for the house.
I was afraid to fly. I was worried about the weather, or the plane malfunctioning. I was making things up. I was trying to envision this trip but all I could see was a hole. It was a dark hole and it was all I could see.
While I had all those feelings, I started preparing for the trip. I bought some tools on the list I had compiled the last time I volunteered as a PT.
I didn't get everything, but I'm glad I was able to get a few things.
Another pilot, bill, had to cancel. Something was wrong with his plane and he couldn't go.
I realized I could offer my spot to someone in his plane. Maybe this wast chance to stay home and bail without being a flake.
It turned out, everyone had already made alternate plans.
After all of that, I sit on this plane feeling exciting. As I start to anticipate the trip, the black hole is gone.
Instead, I think envision the patients I might see. I question, How might I help? I day dream about the past time I was there.
I wonder, Should I have them announce that I can treat certain cases of vertigo??
If there are people with bppv, I could really help them significantly!!
This trip help me learn and pushes me to think. It more work than it is fun. It's not relaxing. But, when it's done, I now know that it will be worth my while.
I'm still sad not to be staying home. But, I'm excited to learn and meet to people. I look forward to prioritizing home time in November.
