Get through the day

This sad mantra has actually worked for more over the couple of days.  Surprisingly, it didn't cause me to focus on the future.  I wasn't only concerned with just surviving.  Okay, I take that back.  That's exactly what I was concentrating on, just surviving.  My problem, if you haven't figured it out, is that I worry too much about what people think of me.  One of my favourite moments in life occured when I was a lifeguard and forced to save a young man who'd sunk to the bottom of the swimming pool after suffering a minor epileptic fit.  A couple of kids were supposed ot be looking out for him however, apparently at this particular moment, they hadn't.  He was picked from the bottom by a patron whose girlfriend had kicked him with her foot.  The pool was very crowded at the time and the summer sun was reflecting off the water making visibility very poor.  I told the man to bring the boy over to the edge of the pool where I immediately began artificial respiration.  He looked dead and I thought my efforts would be fruitless.  As soon as I had cleared his passageway and was getting air to his lungs his lips became warm.  I asked one of the other guards to take over however neither would.  All told, it was about ten, fifteen, twenty minutes until the ambulance arrived.  I couldn't tell how long a period of time had transpired because I was completely in the moment.  Afterwards, I realized that I had rarely had so much fun.  At no time during the emergency had I thought of myself or what others thought of me.  I was just getting through the day.