With Michael in hospital, and spending nights alone, ….. no more TV dramas about murders, or serial killers for me, I stick to documentaries or comedy.
So the other night I watched a very interesting documentary The truth about personality
The presenter Michael Mosley is a self confessed pessimist and negative thinker. He wanted to explore why he is the way he is and the latest research on the effects of his negativity. He also wanted to find out if he could change his thinking and cure his long history of insomnia caused by worry.
My ears pricked up when I heard Mr Mosley showing some evidence that a positive attitude can prolong life. Mainly from a longitudinal study, started in 1975 of over 1000 residents of an Ohio town. The study found that people who viewed ageing positively lived on average seven and a half years longer.
Now I have mentioned before that I am a pessimist. I see a situation, imagine the worst case scenario, so I can deal with it and “be ready”. I tend to think in negative terms, always anticipating what could go wrong.
To be fair some of this is professional training as in my work I always have to be on the watch and be prepared for a sudden disaster.
My dear husband on the other hand is optimistic to a fault, always believing “things will sort themselves out”.
His default setting is denial, things just aren’t happening and he never has a contingency plan. In our present situation (cancer and more cancer) his strategy has seemed to be more successful and less stressful than mine, as he takes each day as it comes with what appears to be a calm and philosophical attitude.
In the TV programme, a psychologist tried to retrain Mr Mosleys outlook by asking him to look at pictures of several faces and picking out the happy one amongst them every day. Thus getting into the habit of finding a positive spin on a situation.
When I called in to see Michael the morning after the TV programme, he told me that he will probably be in hospital till next Tuesday or Wednesday, six or seven nights……and his reaction to this? ….. Well every night clocks up a £30 payment from my private health insurance , to cover “expenses” which he will put it towards Christmas in Paris!
So all day I have been practising finding a positive spin on things.
1. My enforced solo living, I could see as a opportunity to dance around the house naked to ABBA, leaving the bathroom door open, having the remote control to myself and the peace of not having the racing commentary all the time.
2. The cancer has certainly given us a sense of closeness and sharpened our focus of what is important in life.
3. My job brings supportive colleagues, my lovely boss gave me yesterday as time owing so I don’t lose pay or holidays.
4. Hopefully I can be helpful to people by documenting my experiences on this blog.
and so on and so on……
When I stopped to see Michael later in the evening. Far from lying on his hospital bed all afternoon planning his funeral, like I would have been doing , he had been recalling funny episodes from his life; like the time his barber father invented a cure for dandruff, which unknown to his father turned green after 24 hours and his customers were all walking around with green heads!
I continued to practise finding the positive side to daily life and you know,…… I found it is not that difficult to make a concious effort to find good things in every little situation and my view seemed to change form dark to light, almost as if somebody had opened the curtains!…. I suppose it’s what’s called” waking up and smelling the coffee!”
I then decided to write this blog post. But I did a bit of research first.
Then, to my chagrin, I discovered that, contrary to what Mr Mosely says, all the research shows a positive attitude does not seem to have much effect on the outcome of cancer or life expectancy and a whole raft of stuff about this subject.
However, I have enjoyed this little exercise to find good things about the day, it makes me feel happier. So, I guess, if you are going to have a difficult time, it is a much better way to look at the world through pink glasses than with the former brown gloomy spectacles I was viewing the world through before.
Such a simple principle.
However, I was relieved that my sometimes negative view was not doing Michael any harm or compromising his survival, because occasionally it’s quite normal and a relief to have a “wobble”.
However this morning, when a man in the market queue, shouted horrible abuse at me because I unknowingly did not let him through, after my initial shock at his rudeness, I found myself calmly thinking ” I am so glad it is not me who is so angry with the world”!….the exercise seems to be working.
Maybe one day I will be a raging optimist?
Joy to the world!
Two years ago today I was having one of my most memorable solo trips in Krakow Poland.