So, this resolution to speak my mind when I think I'm right. I'll tell you why I made it. I've gone through forty-one years assuming that everyone else had a level of expertise that I lack--that if someone else had a strong opinion about something, or any opinion at all, it must be rooted in some worthwhile evidence. That if I knew anything at all, I would agree. No one else has said this to me; it's all me, talking to myself.
For example: shortly before Christmas, the news said there was a pretty big snowstorm coming. We have a snowblower, a behemoth. I've never used it because it's so big and heavy; that's always been my husband's bailiwick. However, due to his recent pacemaker surgery, he's not supposed to do a lot of pushing or heavy lifting. So he was showing me how to start the snowblower. We hadn't started it yet this winter so there was some priming and such to do. Then, the moment of truth--pulling the cord to start the thing up.
It's a long cord. My husband is not supposed to raise his left arm over his head for a couple of months so as not to dislodge the leads of the pacemaker before they're firmly implanted. He was pulling the cord with his right hand, but still--it was a dramatic and strenuous motion. It occurred to me that it might not be the best idea for him to make that motion, but then I talked myself down: I didn't want to nag him, surely he would not do anything to jeopardize himself. It was only after about a dozen, increasingly strong (and ultimately unsuccessful pulls) that he paused to ponder aloud, "I wonder if it's the best idea for me to be doing this."
Yeah. Turns out his information wasn't any better than mine.
Long story short, I persuaded him to call the cardiologist. When we reached him, the doctor opined that it was probably okay, and told my husband some things that would indicate if it wasn't. While we were waiting for the call back from the doctor, I learned via my beloved Internet that if my husband had dislodged a lead, it would require another expensive surgery of the variety from which he had just spent a month recovering. The insurance company probably would not be as enthusiastic about paying for this one. And instead of spending the holidays with our family, he, the kids and I would spend it in a hospital alone.
In short, the cost of not speaking up is too high, and in more than just financial terms.
So, this year, I've been speaking up in ways large and small. And while I try to be respectful in the process, I don't apologize for my point of view. Speaking up about big things: I told my husband that I recognize it's his health care and his decision, but I don't care for his cardiologist. I don't think he's the best doctor available, and I don't like the way he dismisses my concerns. My husband listened. I don't know what he'll do, but he listened.
Speaking up about small things: A couple of little boys at our bus stop bragged to me, laughing, that they had tricked my son into stepping in dog poop. Now, I know: boys will be boys. They're always tricking each other into stepping into or touching something gross. But I thought it showed a certain amount of snottiness to brag about it to the mother of the kid they'd just tricked. What did they think I was going to do, laugh about it with them? Congratulate them and say, "Boy, you sure showed that dumbass?" I was irritated. My son, though he's older, has never tried to pull such a stunt with these kids. (In fairness, it's not that he's a paragon of virtue; my son likely has Asperger's, and such stunts do not readily occur to him.)
How to speak my mind to these kids without being mean or inappropriate? I only had a few seconds to decide before heading for home, and I did.
I said: "I hope you guys have friends who are just as nice as you are." And I do.


Hmmm... It would seem to me that the Becki I knew and loved in jr. and sr. high school ALWAYS spoke her mind. It was one of the things I found so endearing about you. So, if you toned down that trait over the years, I am DELIGHTED to know you're embracing it with renewed energy! Love you to bits!
Posted by: Erin | January 11, 2009 at 05:46 PM
Your response to those boys was absolutely perfect! I don't think I would have come up with something as wise and restrained. That kind of meanness (and then bragging about it!) makes my blood boil.
Your response to the snow blower situation was also right on. I'm glad he listened to you.
Posted by: Cherie | January 11, 2009 at 07:15 PM
Good response to the boys. Only they are probably too dumb to get it.
You did speak out in jr. high didn't you. Yeah I am one for saying what's on your mind...but you know that.
Posted by: badsissy | January 12, 2009 at 12:07 PM
What a clever reply! I suspect that they'll be somewhat older -- and hopefully wiser/nicer --- when they figure out what you said. Wish I could think that quickly!
Posted by: Donna | January 12, 2009 at 06:25 PM
I ought to make this one my resolution. I have a terrible time speaking up when I know it won't be received well. I am better about it than I used to be (for example, I don't have any problems sharing my opinion with my husband about what he ought to do, hee hee!)
Posted by: Alison | January 12, 2009 at 07:38 PM
You go girl!
And what is it with kids - or should I say their parents?? My children would NEVER do something like that - because they know exactly what my reaction would be, not to mention that there would be consequences. I'm finding that even some of my close friends are soooo afraid of telling their children "no" that they will not set any kinds of limits for them.
Posted by: Hoo | January 13, 2009 at 12:07 PM
yes, perfect response but the kids I am sure did not get it. Too bad. Funny how when my kids are "dissed" I revert to a 9 yo and want to beat the #$%@ out of them! I'd win too!
Posted by: Allie | January 15, 2009 at 09:48 AM
I loved your response to those boys! I never manage to think on my feet that well and would probably have just shot them a dirty look. How mature of me! Also, I applaud your decision to speak up more. I have the habit of being outspoken to a fault with some people (my husband LOL) but I tend to keep quiet at work or in other social situations for fear of offending someone. Other people offend me frequently, perhaps I should start returning the favor! :)
Posted by: Erika | January 15, 2009 at 09:53 AM
SPEAK up woman! Oh I am so glad that your husband is okay. Ugh, how horrible to find out he'd have to go through surgery again. Thanks for stopping by my blog.
Posted by: rjlight | January 15, 2009 at 03:51 PM