Several weeks ago, I had minor surgery. I now understand the saying, “it’s only minor surgery when it’s happening to someone else.” While this surgical procedure meant I would be off my feet for a few days, the surgeon said I’d be good to go in five days. In five days, I was horizontal, in pain, and unable to go about my daily routine. Two weeks later, I was no better and experiencing other complications.
As a pastor, I’m used to being the caregiver. I’m the one who asks, “What can I do for you? How can I help?” I’m the one who visits others in hospitals and nursing homes. I’ve been in this caregiving profession since I was twenty.
After my surgery, I had to learn to be a care receiver. Here’s a few lessons I learned from being on the other side of the caring process.
