TV has seriously messed with my mind. Either I worked in the medium for too many years, or have watched too many documentaries on A&E. Either way, I commonly see my day unfolding like a movie script, and my biggest fear is approaching the commercial break. It’s all going along so well. What ugly thing is lurking on the other end of the 3-minute ad loop? What did I not see coming?
OK, back in the real world, I’m neither a movie star nor a panicked mess. It’s true that a lot of things in life can happen quickly. Say falling in love or falling down the stairs. The difference, I suppose, is that love can take you by surprise while that tumble could have most likely been completely prevented.
As the May long weekend kicks both the summer and trauma seasons into high gear, this is my little soapbox moment to remind everyone to take good care. Sunnybrook is the place where the physically shattered come to literally get rebuilt. And with all the high-tech medical approaches out there, the best one still comes down to common sense. Likelihood is, if you take just a few extra seconds to think about what you’re doing, you’ll never have to step foot in this place. I’ll drink to that! But of course call a cab afterwards…
So here’s a thought: live your life as though it was a documentary cutting to a commercial break. What will happen next? You be the director and make it a happy ending.
Happy May 24!
