One Week later

This morning I wanted to yank the ever annoying cervical collar off my neck, or maybe instead gently unhook it, but subsequently throw it hard against the wall. That would be a totally unwise thing to do, however I know have a pretty good idea of what a dog must feel like when the vet puts one of those very high cone collars on their neck to prevent them from scratching, moving their neck, or accessing their torso. It was not easy being me this morning. But after I took my morning stroll with Peter and had my coffee, I put it all back in perspective and remembered this is the 10 year anniversary of 911 today and at approximately 1:30 this afternoon it will be one week since my accident. Although I am frustrated, I might still be stuck lying flat on my back, with strict instructions not to move, at the hospital Shock Trauma Unit. And I also need to remember all the brave individuals who lost their lives due to senseless terrorism and violence, many of whom were attempting to help others. If I think too hard about how many weeks I am stuck inside these devices– ie the TCO jacket and the cervical collar, it is overwhelmingly depressing. So instead I think about the current day and limit my plans to getting through the upcoming week. One day at a time, living in the moment in applied practice.

Published by Nadja Maril

Nadja Maril is a communications professional who has over 10 years experience as a magazine editor. A writer and journalist, Maril is the author of several books including: "American Lighting 1840-1940", "Antique Lamp Buyer's Guide", "Me, Molly Midnight; the Artist's Cat", and "Runaway, Molly Midnight; the Artist's Cat". Her short stories and essays have been published in several small online journals including Lunch Ticket, Change Seven, Scarlet Leaf Review and Defunkt Magazine. She has an MFA in creative writing from Stonecoast at the University of Southern Maine. Former Editor-in-Chief of What's Up ? Publishing, former Editor of Chesapeake Taste Magazine a regional lifestyle magazine based in Annapolis, and former Lighting Editor of Victorian Homes Magazine, Maril has written hundreds of newspaper and magazines articles on a variety of subjects..

3 thoughts on “One Week later

  1. Whenever our bodies are forced to rest – be it an accident or surgery – we rebel and want our independence. How strong the spirit and weak the will. Continued healing and best wishes.


  2. Oh Nadja – I ache for you in reading your blog – what a challenge you’re facing! Perhaps this thought can help you not only relax and live in the moment but also find some inner strength and comfort to be at peace with yourself and your clamshell –

    “Music for a while shall all your cares beguile” – just close your eyes, breathe deeply, exhale slowly and listen joyfully – let yourself be carried away on the wings of song, if only for a little while, and try to leave the clamshell behind – cheers, Nancie


    1. Nancie-
      When I was in the hospital, I did hook up my ipod with earphones the last day I was there, once I was allowed to sit up, and I would close my eyes and journey away. I think the nurses thought I was goofy because most people want to watch TV. Book on tape are okay too. Thank you for thinking of me.
      — Nadja


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