Internal, external, enabling me?

So the sun’s out, shorts have been gathered up from the depth of my wardrobe, and warnings about possible skinny leg sightings posted in the neighbourhood.

With new weather comes new perspectives - I mean generally, not all the time, but… often. It’s a slightly different post this week - really I’m going to let the images do the talking. I’m planning at talk entitled "Enabling Patients Through Art” at a conference called Patient, Heal Thyself (see more at www.euhic.com (ugh, link won’t embed, so copy n paste), and promo artwork [fig.1]), which will reflect on some of the concerns I’ve blogged about regarding my work and it’s relationship with type 1 Diabetes. The promo itself explodes some of my thinking about the role of the patient in relationship to healthcare provision, and to the experience of becoming first a patient, and then a person living with diabetes.

Fig.1: Patient Heal Thyself

Fig.1: Patient Heal Thyself

And, naturally ,whilst planning out a talk, and thinking about the blog for this week - I decided to draw a cartoon reflecting on some recent experience (unsurprisingly food based, though more surprisingly picking a fight with Isambard Kingdom Brunel - go figure!). In doing so I find I reveal my thinking to myself, and in this case it enables me to step back, to give myself some perspective, and even to find humour in the realisation of my own melodrama [fig.2].

fig.2: ‘You think that was tough!’

fig.2: ‘You think that was tough!’

Whether this is enabling, or coping, and what the difference is between the two; and why comics, and cartoons seem to be such a useful conduit for this thinking is something I want to explore, and *ahem, need to get on with...

[Exit pursue by a bear, erm, work]