I always wanted to be a Doctor. As a child, my dolls were subjected to injections and operations — in an attempt to cure them of the many ailments I’d read about.
I’d pour over the now ancient medical textbook “Modern Ways to Health” — and stare at the photos of Doctors sitting at the bedside of their patients.
I knew in my heart that that was what I wanted to do.
And it all seemed to go according to plan.
I entered medical school, and was trained by some of the most amazing Doctors who taught me the Science of medicine.
I learned to diagnose and treat many diseases.
I learned how drugs worked on the body, and which drug worked best for a particular disease.
I’d learnt it all it seemed and for almost 10 years, I did exactly what I was taught.
I treated disease with the latest drugs, always looking for the newer and safer one. You know, the one with have fewer side effects??
Yes — that one miracle drug….
It is said that when the student is ready, the teacher will come.
Well, my teacher came in the form of the deaths of a few patients. As I poured through their medical notes, it hit me — all I had done was simply change their medications. I really hadn’t cured them.
I felt a vague sense of failure …..
My heart ached as I remembered those photos from that ancient book, and it hit me then, that these ancient Doctors had also practiced the ART of medicine.
That was my AHA moment.
I knew that I had to bring the heart and soul back into my practice of medicine.
I needed to do that for my patients.
I needed to do that for ME.
I decided then, that my career would now be my vocation.
That each encounter with a patient would be a chance to change a life and truly connect with them.
I decided that my soul’s calling would be to serve my patients, by treating THEM, not simply their disease.
I wanted them to feel well, to look well , to BE well.
I started asking them to tune in to what THEY felt was wrong with them.
I started to allow them to tell me their stories.
I listened, I held hands, I hugged and cried with them.
I shared in their challenges and their triumphs.
I learned about their families, their children, their jobs and their dreams.
I learned how truly important the mind body spirit connection was to lasting health.
My patients became healthier AND happier.
I felt a deeper connection with them. A deeper connection to who I was, and to what my life path would be.
I realized, then, that I had learned the difference between curing a patient and healing them. Curing took place on a purely physical level, but true healing would take place when I treated their physical, emotional and spiritual needs.
At a Mastermind retreat a few months ago , my mentor called me a Wellness Warrior.
I smiled and simply shrugged it away.
Today, I embrace this calling.
I feel I must.
I will be less of a Wellness Worrier and more of a WELLNESS WARRIOR.
I believe that by integrating health of Body, Mind and Spirit we can achieve optimal Wellness.
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