While I’m cleaning up after a day’s worth of sweat, I’m thinking about my clients…
All of my clients share one thing in common.
They all have to manage chronic illness and it’s my job to help them.
I am in a funny mood this evening. As I’m cleaning up the gym equipment, I can’t help but be mad at myself. Most of my members see me cleaning the equipment on a daily basis. I can’t help but think maybe that’s all they think I do. Meanwhile I’ve been busy with appointments all week. All of my clients share one thing in common. They all have to manage chronic illness and it’s my job to help them.
I had to help a client with Parkinsons put his socks and shoes on because of his severe tremor.
It’s tough emotionally when you’re having to work with people overcoming serious health issues. Cancer. Parkinsons. Dementia. Stroke. Hip Replacement (to name a few). These are my usual clients. I do not work with well people. It’s my job to figure out how to get their functionality back. How can I help my client recovering from a stroke walk without a cane? How can I get my client with dementia to learn new exercises? How can I help my client with Parkinson’s get his socks and shoes on? See, I’m more than just the maid. My day’s are spent helping others learn how to help themselves.
It never ends…
Much like the vacuuming and the dusting, the job never ends. The human body is a puzzle. While I’m busy mopping the floors, I’m trying to figure out how the pieces fit. In my downtime, I research new exercises to help my clients. When I work out, I’m busy working out a new exercise for someone else. Maybe something I do can help a client. My job is not just about cleaning toilets and mopping floors. My job is about looking after a whole bunch of people without much credit. While it does get tiring after a nine hour day, I know it’s just part of the job. It’s part of the profession. It’s what keeps me going.
Caring about others is an every day job.
If you’re inclined to do it well, it means giving a lot of time and energy.